THE RIVER widens to a pathless sea
Beneath the rain and mist and sullen skies.
Look out the window; รข??t is a gray emprise,
This piloting of massed humanity ...
UNCONQUERABLY, men venture on the quest
And seek an ocean amplitude unsailed,
Cold, virgin, awful. Scorning ease and rest,
And heedless of the heroes who have failed, ...
Split the Lark—and you'll find the Music—
Bulb after Bulb, in Silver rolled—
Scantilly dealt to the Summer Morning
Saved for your Ear when Lutes be old.