Jean Ingelow

1820-1897

 

Wishing

by Jean Ingelow

When I reflect how little I have done,
And add to that how little I have seen,
Then furthermore how little I have won
Of joy, or good, how little known, or been:
I long for other life more full, more keen,
And yearn to change with such as well have run --
Yet reason mocks me -- nay, the soul, I ween,
Granted her choice would dare to change with none;
No, -- not to feel, as Blondel when his lay
Pierced the strong tower, and Richard answered it --
No, not to do, as Eustace on the day
He left fair Calais to her weeping fit --
No, not to be, -- Columbus, waked from sleep
When his new world rose from the charmed deep.

Source:

The Monitions Of The Unseen, And Poems Of Love And Childhood
Copyright 1871
Roberts Brothers, Boston