Like him who great reports of tilth rejects, <br />Because his own is a most barren field, <br />Is he who man’s divinity suspects, <br />Because his own soul doth so little yield. <br />Better is one who through himself can see <br />How good, how lovely, all mankind might be, <br />Though mere experience give his faith the lie, <br />And all his hopes breathe the world’s breath—to die!<br /><br />Charles Harpur<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/like-him-who-great-reports-of-tilth-rejects/
