Standing aloof in giant ignorance, <br /> Of thee I hear and of the Cyclades, <br /> As one who sits ashore and longs perchance <br /> To visit dolphin-coral in deep seas. <br /> So thou wast blind;--but then the veil was rent, <br /> For Jove uncurtain'd Heaven to let thee live, <br /> And Neptune made for thee a spumy tent, <br /> And Pan made sing for thee his forest-hive; <br /> Aye on the shores of darkness there is light, <br /> And precipices show untrodden green, <br /> There is a budding morrow in midnight, <br /> There is a triple sight in blindness keen; <br /> Such seeing hadst thou, as it once befel <br /> To Dian, Queen of Earth, and Heaven, and Hell.<br /><br />John Keats<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-homer/
