Wild eyes—and faces ashen grey
That strain through lofty prison bars
To see the everlasting stars,
Then turn—to slumber as we may:
Even as we are, so are they,
And here is peace for all who know
The stars still follow where we go,
When heaven and earth have passed away.
Obedient to the Unknown Power,
From out the ruin of a world
A clustered galaxy is hurled
To glimmer through its steadfast hour:
The blazing sun of Shakespeare’s soul
Shattered to star-dust, fills again
With meteor-flights the immortal brain
That seeks a yet more splendid goal;
And still a voice—that now is ours—
Repeats for aye the unknown word
That thrilled the heart of beast and bird,
Ere man had learned to love the flowers.
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That thrilled the heart of beast and bird....... wonderful imaginations and a great poem that I experienced in its beauty and word power as well as values of human thoughts and nature.
Wonderful poems.I read all five and his biography...beautiful portrayal of the stars at night..a ten and in my favorite poets list..
Such is our universe. beautiful and designed for a purpose. only a few poems, but if his others are like this. he gets put into my top poets.?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Deep and exquisitely penned is this great poem of yours. A work of an intricate mind.