Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WEAK IS THE WILL OF MAN, HIS JUDGMENT BLIND, by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography Last Line: And do not shrink from sorrow's keenest wind Subject(s): Imagination | ||||||||
'Weak is the will of Man, his judgment blind; Remembrance persecutes, and Hope betrays; Heavy is woe;--and joy, for human-kind, A mournful thing, so transient is the blaze!' Thus might he paint our lot of mortal days Who wants the glorious faculty assigned To elevate the more-than-reasoning Mind, And colour life's dark cloud with orient rays. Imagination is that sacred power, Imagination lofty and refined: 'Tis hers to pluck the amaranthine flower Of Faith, and round the Sufferer's temples bind Wreaths that endure affliction's heaviest shower, And do not shrink from sorrow's keenest wind. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVISIBLE MAN by HICOK. BOB THE IMAGINED COPPERHEAD by ANDREW HUDGINS A SICK CHILD by RANDALL JARRELL IMAGINARY TROUBLE by JOHN KENDRICK BANGS EVERYTHING THAT ACTS IS ACTUAL by DENISE LEVERTOV ON THE MEETING OF GARCIA LORCA AND HART CRANE by PHILIP LEVINE A JEWISH FAMILY; IN A SMALL VALLEY OPPOSITE ST. GOAR by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |
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