Something to have been
It is something to have done as we have done,
It is something to have watched when all men slept,
And seen the stars which never see the sun.
Although it break and leave the thorny rods,
It is something to have hungered once as those
Must hunger who have ate the bread of gods.
Brave as a blast of trumpets for the fray,
Pure as white lilies in a watery space,
It were something, though you went from me today.
Perilous ancient passions, strange and high;
It is something to be wiser than the world,
It is something to be older than the sky.
And fattened lives that of their sweetness tire
In a world of flying loves and fading lusts,
It is something to be sure of a desire.
Yea, blessed are our eyes for they have seen:
Let the thunder break on man and beast and bird
And the lightning. It is something to have been.
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