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Post by :patrick_dowd
Category :Poems
Author :Edwin Arlington Robinson
Date :March 2011
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The Altar
Alone, remote, nor witting where I went,I found an altar builded in a dream --
A fiery place, whereof there was a gleam
So swift, so searching, and so eloquent
Of upward promise, that love's murmur, blent
With sorrow's warning, gave but a supreme
Unending impulse to that human stream
Whose flood was all for the flame's fury bent.
Alas! I said, -- the world is in the wrong.
But the same quenchless fever of unrest
That thrilled the foremost of that martyred throng
Thrilled me, and I awoke . . . and was the same
Bewildered insect plunging for the flame
That burns, and must burn somehow for the best.
(The end)
Edwin Arlington Robinson's poem: Altar
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