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Robert Laurence Binyon - When I Am Only I
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When I am only I,
 The secret battle--ground
 Of world and will, wherein
 Self is so strictly bound,

 Then am I condemned;
 Then can I understand
 The heart crumbling to dust
 And the eyes stopt with sand.

 But when, self fallen asleep,
 Quickens through all my veins
 The entrancing light, and stream
 The rivers and the rains,

 Though to the wondrous earth
 The tendril senses cling
 And amid living leaves
 I, as a bird, sing.

 The breath comes of a world
 Beyond all human moan.
 There I am lost, and there
 I am come into mine own.
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