From a play I probably will never finish:
I say, the lights are dim, and winking fast
Were that my heart were so alike and still!
Around me the rictus grins tell all:
Time herself diminishes, and the fates divide
And all of us, however dimly, recognise
Down one path, the broad and high way
By which destruction is serv’d to all
This path seems foretold, and star-divin’d
Yet my heart refuses to be still, and damn Hope to die
For down another, much less travel’d road
Where bravery and ill-reason take the place
Of logical, rationable cowardice
I spy some strange escape
If only we possess the high spirit to demand it
Reject the calculus of momentary gain and loss
And turn our eyes to the greater safety
Afforded by universal brotherhood
And is brotherhood not the natural state of every man?
I believe, by our deeds, we may yet not prove it otherwise.
From a play I probably will never finish:
I say, the lights are dim, and winking fast
Were that my heart were so alike and still!
Around me the rictus grins tell all:
Time herself diminishes, and the fates divide
And all of us, however dimly, recognise
Down one path, the broad and high way
By which destruction is serv’d to all
This path seems foretold, and star-divin’d
Yet my heart refuses to be still, and damn Hope to die
For down another, much less travel’d road
Where bravery and ill-reason take the place
Of logical, rationable cowardice
I spy some strange escape
If only we possess the high spirit to demand it
Reject the calculus of momentary gain and loss
And turn our eyes to the greater safety
Afforded by universal brotherhood
And is brotherhood not the natural state of every man?
I believe, by our deeds, we may yet not prove it otherwise.