Дональд Роберт Перри Маркиз (Donald Robert Perry Marquis)

Unrest

A fierce unrest seethes at the core  
   Of all existing things:  
It was the eager wish to soar  
   That gave the gods their wings.  
 
From what flat wastes of cosmic slime,          
   And stung by what quick fire,  
Sunward the restless races climb!—  
   Men risen out of mire!  
 
There throbs through all the worlds that are  
   This heart-beat hot and strong,    
And shaken systems, star by star,  
   Awake and glow in song.  
 
But for the urge of this unrest  
   These joyous spheres are mute;  
But for the rebel in his breast    
   Had man remained a brute.  
 
When baffled lips demanded speech,  
   Speech trembled into birth—  
(One day the lyric word shall reach  
   From earth to laughing earth.)—    
 
When man's dim eyes demanded light,  
   The light he sought was born—  
His wish, a Titan, scaled the height  
   And flung him back the morn!  
 
From deed to dream, from dream to deed,    
   From daring hope to hope,  
The restless wish, the instant need,  
   Still lashed him up the slope!  

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I sing no governed firmament,  
   Cold, ordered, regular—    
I sing the stinging discontent  
   That leaps from star to star!