Archibald Lampman

(17 November 1861 - 10 February 1899 / Morpeth, Ontario)

Sight - Poem by Archibald Lampman

The world is bright with beauty, and its days
Are filled with music; could we only know
True ends from false, and lofty things from low;
Could we but tear away the walls that graze
Our very elbows in life's frosty ways;
Behold the width beyond us with its flow,
Its knowledge and its murmur and its glow,
Where doubt itself is but a golden haze.

Ah brothers, still upon our pathway lies
The shadow of dim weariness and fear,
Yet if we could but lift our earthwood eyes
To see, and open our dull eyes to hear,
Then should the wonder of this world draw near
And life's innumerable harmonies.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 8, 2010



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