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The Choice III
by Dante Gabriel Rossetti

 

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Passions in Poetry Home > All Poems > Classic Poetry > Dante Gabriel Rossetti > The Choice > Breathes There the Man... From the Lay of the Last Minstrel Breathes There the Man... From the Lay of the Last Minstrel
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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The Choice
The Choice III
by Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Think thou and act; tomorrow thou shalt die.
Outstretched in the sun's warmth upon the shore,
Thou sayst: "Man's measured path is all gone o'er:
Up all his years, steeply, with strain and sigh,
Man clomb until he touched the truth; and I,
Even I, am he whom it was destined for."
How should this be? Art thou then so much more
Than they who sowed, that thou shouldst reap thereby?

Nay, come up hither. From this wave-washed mound
Unto the furthest flood-brim look with me;
Then reach on with thy thought till it be drowned.
Miles and miles distant though the last line be,
And though thy soul sail leagues and leagues beyond, -
Still, leagues beyond those leagues, there is more sea.

 

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