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Poem by Charles Hamilton Sorley


What You Will


O come and see, it's such a sight,
So many boys all doing right:
To see them underneath the yoke,
Blindfolded by the elder folk,
Move at a most impressive rate
Along the way that is called straight.
O, it is comforting to know
They're in the way they ought to go.
But don't you think it's far more gay
To see them slowly leave the way
And limp and loose themselves and fall?
O, that's the nicest thing of all.
1 love to see this sight, for then
I know they are becoming men,
And they are tiring of the shrine
Where things are really not divine.

I do not know if it seems brave
The youthful spirit to enslave,
And hedge about, lest it should grow.
I don't know if it's better so
In the long end. I only know
That when I have a son of mine,
He shan't be made to droop and pine,
Bound down and forced by rule and rod
To serve a God who is no God.
But I'll put custom on the shelf
And make him find his God himself.
Perhaps he'll find him in a tree,
Some hollow trunk, where you can see.
Perhaps the daisies in the sod
Will open out and show him God.
Or will he meet him in the roar
Of breakers as they beat the shore?
Or in the spiky stars that shine?
Or in the rain (where I found mine)?
Or in the city's giant moan?
⁠ЧA God who will be all his own,
⁠To whom he can address a prayer
⁠And love him, for he is so fair,
⁠And see with eyes that are not dim
⁠And build a temple meet for him. 

30 June 1913

Charles Hamilton Sorley


Charles Hamilton Sorley's other poems:
  1. Le Revenant
  2. There Is Such Change in All Those Fields
  3. East Kennet Church at Evening
  4. In Memoriam S. C. W., V.C.
  5. The Seekers


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