From Wessex Poems, by Thomas Hardy
NOT MY POWERS
"Such scope is granted not my powers indign...
I have lain in dead men's beds, have walked
The tombs of those with whom I'd talked,
Called many a gone and goodly one to shape a sign,
And panted for response. But none replies;
No warnings loom, nor whisperings
To open out my limitings,
And Nescience mutely muses: When a man falls he lies."
From A Sign-Seeker
No comments:
Post a Comment