IN vision I roamed the flashing Firmament, <br /> So fierce in blazon that the Night waxed wan, <br /> As though with an awed sense of such ostent; <br /> And as I thought my spirit ranged on and on <br /> <br /> In footless traverse through ghast heights of sky, <br /> To the last chambers of the monstrous Dome, <br /> Where stars the brightest here to darkness die: <br /> Then, any spot on our own Earth seemed Home! <br /> <br /> And the sick grief that you were far away <br /> Grew pleasant thankfulness that you were near, <br /> Who might have been, set on some outstep sphere, <br /> Less than a Want to me, as day by day <br /> I lived unware, uncaring all that lay <br /> Locked in that Universe taciturn and drear.<br /><br />Thomas Hardy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-vision-i-roamed/
