Poems (Jackson)/Vision
Y subtile secrets of discovered lawMen well have measured the horizon's round,Kept record of the speed of light and sound,Have close defined by reasoning without flawThe utmost human vision ever sawUnaided, and have arrant sought and foundDevices countless to extend its bound.Bootless their secrets all! My eyes but strayTo eastward, and majestic, bright, arisePeaks of a range which three days distant lie buts!And of the faces, too, that light my dayMost clear, one is a continent away,The other shines above the farthest skies!
VISION.
Y subtile secrets of discovered lawMen well have measured the horizon's round,Kept record of the speed of light and sound,Have close defined by reasoning without flawThe utmost human vision ever sawUnaided, and have arrant sought and foundDevices countless to extend its bound.Bootless their secrets all! My eyes but strayTo eastward, and majestic, bright, arisePeaks of a range which three days distant lie buts!And of the faces, too, that light my dayMost clear, one is a continent away,The other shines above the farthest skies!