Poems

<h4><SPAN name="THE_GREAT_MINIMUM" id="THE_GREAT_MINIMUM"></SPAN>THE GREAT MINIMUM</h4> <p>It is something to have wept as we have wept,<br/> It is something to have done as we have done,<br/> It is something to have watched when all men slept,<br/> And seen the stars which never see the sun.<br/> <br/> It is something to have smelt the mystic rose,<br/> Although it break and leave the thorny rods,<br/> It is something to have hungered once as those<br/> Must hunger who have ate the bread of gods.<br/> <br/> To have seen you and your unforgotten face,<br/> Brave as a blast of trumpets for the fray.<br/> Pure as white lilies in a watery space,<br/> It were something, though you went from me to-day.<br/> <br/> To have known the things that from the weak are furled,<br/> Perilous ancient passions, strange and high;<br/> It is something to be wiser than the world,<br/> It is something to be older than the sky.<br/> <br/> In a time of sceptic moths and cynic rusts,<br/> And fatted lives that of their sweetness tire,<br/> In a world of flying loves and fading lusts,<br/> It is something to be sure of a desire.<br/> <br/> Lo, blessed are our ears for they have heard;<br/> Yea, blessed are our eyes for they have seen:<br/> Let thunder break on man and beast and bird<br/> And the lightning. It is something to have been.<br/> <br/><br/></p> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />