AH! what is Truth? Our failing eyes Pursue in vain the fleeting light; Beyond the darkening hills it flies, And ere we gain it, lo! the night. And what is Knowledge? But a gleam Which serves the encircling gloom to mark, A little light, a feeble spark, A phantasy, a bootless dream. And what is Faith? A mounting fire That through the black vault heaven-ward burns; A force which struggles to aspire, Then, sudden quenched, to earth returns. The night draws near, the night is here, Our feeble lanterns wane and die But, on the illimitable sphere New suns unnumbered light the sky. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...REVELATION AT CAP FERRAT by CLARENCE MAJOR SEVEN TWILIGHTS: 5 by CONRAD AIKEN THE WRECK OF THE CIRCUS TRAIN by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE WOMEN WITH FABLED HAIR by MADELINE DEFREES LOVE'S MIRACLE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON EIGHTEEN-DOLLAR TAXI TRIP TO TIZAPAN AND BACK TO CHAPALA by CLARENCE MAJOR |