BEYOND the starlight, past where any wind Wanders, yet nearer than this air is near, Beyond where any eyes of angels peer Wistfully o'er the walls of Heaven that bind All hours to orisons, the Earnest find The strength that holds a man against his fear, The glow that warms the heart to wonder, here All hope, all good, all effort to be kind. Here from these wells, faint-hearted men have drawn Their faiths inflexible, hither no dawn Approaches, but the faultless eyes reveal Within this dusk, where Joy white-footed goes, Serenity more deep than mortal knows, And Loveliness too perfect to be real. |