(1840 - 1922 / England)

A Dream Of Good

To do some little good before I die;
To wake some echoes to a loftier theme;
To spend my life's last store of industry
On thoughts less vain than Youth's discordant dream;
To endow the world's grief with some counter--scheme
Of logical hope which through all time should lighten
The burden of men's sorrow and redeem
Their faces' paleness from the tears that whiten;

To take my place in the world's brotherhood
As one prepared to suffer all its fate;
To do and be undone for sake of good,
And conquer rage by giving love for hate;
That were a noble dream, and so to cease,
Scorned by the proud but with the poor at peace.

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So sweet. Great poem. I was touched by the warmth of this phenominal write.
Each line is admirable and appreciable..To take my place in the world's brotherhood..excellent work
Such a wonderful poem........ Thanks for sharing....
And conquer rage by giving love for hate. I have some issues with that verse, maybe I don not thoroughly comprehend it. It takes a lot to conquer rage, I would, however, abandon hate for love. Hate is a detrimental instrument.
A great poem here. Reading more of his work....
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