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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=395963" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ad Astra</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Weary was I of Earth. My body lay,<br>Its fires turned down and slaked to faintest heat.<br>My soul went out into the night away<br>Where wing hath never beat. <br>The green earth like a marble ’neath me spun;<br>The shoreless ether and the island-stars<br>Rose up before, and sun and mightier sun<br>Flamed on their chariot bars, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cleaving the blue abysmal without sound,<br>Pressed on my soul I felt the awful seals<br>Of that vast Cosmos without depth or bound,<br>Blazing with golden wheels. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I marked Orion’s armour glitter cold,<br>Where o’er dark bars the milk-white river runs;<br>I marked great Sirius flood the heavens with gold,<br>The sovran of the suns. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">All stars grew dim, all suns turned sullen red,<br>Waned, and went out in that victorious light—<br>Heaven’s mightiest star swung on a viewless thread<br>His mightiest satellite. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And like some storm-tossed pilgrim of the sea,<br>Who sights the loom of unknown shores afar,<br>I felt the challenge and the mystery<br>Of that majestic star. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The giant planet in the golden stream<br>Turned all her massy bulk against the glow,<br>I watched her storm-blue mountain-turrets gleam<br>Crowned with unconquered snow; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And all her table-lands and wooded leas,<br>And emerald plains through which clear rivers run,<br>And all the foam crests of her plunging seas<br>That shout unto the sun; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And all her marble cities and her towers<br>That climb the hill or shine through deepmost brakes,<br>And all her velvet valleys, rich with flowers,<br>And all her silver lakes; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And, lastly, with a strange new majesty,<br>The face of man did pass before me there,<br>King of the Earth, and Victor of the Sea,<br>And Lord of all the Air; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whose fleets have lit the caverns of the deep,<br>Whose wings have breasted all the winds that blow,<br>And flashed his signal from his airy keep<br>To worlds above, below. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the faint limit of the air to north,<br>On utmost marge of that gigantic girth,<br>The grey-haired Warden of the sky looked forth<br>And called: “What news of earth?” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Ah, woe is me!” I said, “that I should bring<br>To this fair orb the shadow of my pain;<br>The earth is full of toil and suffering,<br>And the fierce lust of gain. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“The earth is full of travail and unrest,<br>And hearts grown old and weary ere their time,<br>And shameful yokes upon men’s necks are prest<br>That some may ride sublime. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“They love the foot that spurns them. Let them be<br>Slaves to a conquering name or flattering breath.<br>Heroes have sought to teach them to be free,<br>And their reward was death. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“The salt of earth—the blood that loved them best,<br>Out of the ground it cries that all may hear,<br>From the dark cross on sullen Calvary’s crest<br>To Bruno’s flaming bier. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“They gave to Socrates the poisoned bowl,<br>They closed Hypatia’s noble eyes with fire,<br>They drove proud Dante forth, an exiled soul,<br>Reft of his heart’s desire; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“The Spaniard laid an Empire at their feet<br>And died despised. In chains Italia’s sage,<br>Great Galileo, at their judgment seat<br>Knelt in his hoary age. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“The cell, the cross, the gibbet, and the chain—<br>Thus have ye crowned, O World, your mighty sons!<br>The Earth is drunken with the blood and pain<br>Of all her noblest ones.” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then answered he, and o’er his face there shone<br>A sudden rapture, as the lightning breath<br>Of some strong thought that quickens and is gone,<br>Yet bids us smile on death. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“By what strange guidance of the Central Powers<br>Thy soul draws near I know not, but I know<br>All that has crowned with joy this world of ours<br>Was won through bitter woe. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Out of the hearts’ blood of the hero few,<br>Out of the lonely strength that scorned to flee,<br>Out of the sorrow of the souls that knew,<br>We made the world you see. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“We, too, have swung the mighty orbit round,<br>Chained by the toils that hold ye bound to-day,<br>When all men’s eyes were fixed upon the ground,<br>And no man saw the way. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Yet was the germ within us, and the power<br>Of that great Unseen Truth to which we draw,<br>That from the seed may come the perfect flower<br>To crown the perfect law. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“The white suns sail the waveless seas of Space,<br>Where once their bulk was but a starry flow,<br>Down the long curves each System keeps its place<br>Around some mightier glow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“From less to greater, through the scale of change,<br>All things ascend in their appointed time.<br>Who shall adjudge to Man the utmost range<br>His thoughts may climb!”</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=George+Essex+Evans">George Essex Evans</a><div class=q>
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