I’ve listened: and all the sounds I heard <br />Were music,—wind, and stream, and bird. <br />With youth who sang from hill to hill <br />I’ve listened: my heart is hungry still. <br /> <br />I’ve looked: the morning world was green; <br />Bright roofs and towers of town I’ve seen; <br />And stars, wheeling through wingless night. <br />I’ve looked: and my soul yet longs for light. <br /> <br />I’ve thought: but in my sense survives <br />Only the impulse of those lives <br />That were my making. Hear me say <br />‘I’ve thought!’—and darkness hides my day.<br /><br />Siegfried Sassoon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alone-9/
