Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold,
And many goodly states and kingdoms seen;
Round many western islands have I been
Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold.
Oft of one wide expanse had I been told
That deep-brow'd Homer ruled as his demesne;
Yet did I never breathe its pure serene
Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold:
Then felt I like some watcher of the skies
When a new planet swims into his ken;
Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes
He star'd at the Pacific--and all his men
Look'd at each other with a wild surmise--
Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
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Comments3Wow, really makes you feel the wonder of discovery!
NEVER FELT SO INSPIRED DOING HOMEWORK BEFORE!
Just read this poem. Powerful stuff right here! Takes ya on quite a journey, unexpected twists and turns. Loved the mix of exploring physical and spiritual realms. Kinda make me want to go on a adventure of my own!