WILL, in his lawless mirth, Cried: "Mine be the sphere of Eartn Mine be the hills and seas, Night calm and morning breeze, Shadowed and sun-lit hours, Passions, delights, and powers, Each in its turn to choose, All to reject or use -- Thus myself to fulfil, For I am Will!" Nature, with myriad mouth, Answered from North and South: "Back to thy nest again, Dream of the idle brain! Eyes shall open, and see Power attained through me: Mine the increasing days, Mine the delight that stays, Service from each to draw -- For I am Law!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A HYMN WRITTEN IN WINDSOR FOREST by ALEXANDER POPE THE GIRLS' LOT by AGATHIAS SCHOLASTICUS THE ROSEBUSH AND THE TRINITY by ALFRED BARRETT OUT OF THE SILENCE by S. MINERVA BOYCE LOVE POEMS: 1 by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |