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Walter Crane
THE·UNKNOWN·SHORE

I

THERE is no voice, there is no voice,
Or answer from the UNKNOWN shore:
Turn! turn again—there is no choice
But Life or Death—we know no more.

II

Yet Thought in Art and Song awakes;
Still Hope doth speak, and Reason brings
New light to men, and Wisdom takes
Sweet comfort from most lowly things.

III

Have loveliness or glory fled?
Hath Love or Beauty passed away?
Is poesy or fancy dead,
When light returns with every day?

IV

Sweet Hope and Beauty cannot die,
Enshrined as one in heaven’s blue;
And still eternal as the sky
Is good, and knowledge ever new.

V

And evermore rolls on the fight
Of good and evil by the sea;
But on the waters falls a light
From golden ages yet to be.

VI

Hear how they cry from every side,
The voices from the deepening strife!
The fields are white, the world is wide;
Arise! take heart! take hope! take Life!
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