Thousands upon their eager tiptoes stand Straining, and almost reach the Muse's hand. A few have touched it; never man had power To clasp and hold it for a single hour. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THEY HAVEN'T HEARD THE WEST IS OVER by JAMES GALVIN BEFORE A PAINTING by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON ON THE PROPOSAL TO ERECT A MONUMENT IN ENGLAND TO LORD BYRON by EMMA LAZARUS STUDY FOR A GEOGRAPHICAL TRAIL; 2. ILLINOIS by CLARENCE MAJOR FOR THE NEW YEAR by EDWIN MARKHAM TO MILITARY PROGRESS by MARIANNE MOORE |