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 the 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/sonnet-to-homer/
