UNFLINCHING Dante of a later day, Thou who hast wandered through the realms of pain And seen with aching breast and whirling brain Woes which thou wert unable to allay, What frightful visions hast thou brought away: Of torments, passions, agonies, struggles vain To break the prison walls, to rend the chain, -- Of hopeless hearts too desperate to pray! Men are the devils of that pitiless hell! Men guard the labyrinth of that ninefold curse! Marvel of marvels! Thou hast lived to tell, In prose more sorrowful than Dante's verse, Of pangs more grievous, sufferings more fell, Than Dante or his master dared rehearse! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GLASS HOUSES by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THE POET AND THE BABY by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE LITTLE TURTLE by NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY THE NOBLEMAN AND THE PENSIONER by GOTTLIEB KONRAD PFEFFEL LYDIA (1) by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE ON AN ANNIVERSARY by JOHN MILLINGTON SYNGE THE CASE OF EDGAR ABBOTT AND PHILIP RIDD by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS |