Maxioms by Matthew Arnold
Her cabin'd ample spirit,
It fluttered and fail'd for breath;
Tonight it doth inherit
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Her cabin'd ample spirit,
It fluttered and fail'd for breath;
Tonight it doth inherit
The vasty hall of death.
Then gazing up 'mid the dim pillars high,
The foliaged marble forest where ye lie,
Hush, ye read more
Then gazing up 'mid the dim pillars high,
The foliaged marble forest where ye lie,
Hush, ye will say, it is eternity!
This is the glimmering verge of heaven, and there
The columns of the heavenly palaces.
And see all sights from pole to pole, / And glance, and nod, and bustle by; / And never once read more
And see all sights from pole to pole, / And glance, and nod, and bustle by; / And never once possess our soul / Before we die.
What then remains, but that we still should cry
Not to be born, or being born to die.
What then remains, but that we still should cry
Not to be born, or being born to die.
Still bent to make some port he knows not where, still standing for some false impossible shore.
Still bent to make some port he knows not where, still standing for some false impossible shore.