Sonnet XI.

 

On First Looking into Chapman's Homer

 

 

Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold,


And many goodly states and kingdoms seen;


Round many western islands have I been


Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold.


Oft on one wide expanse had I been told


That deep-brow'd Homer ruled as his demesne;


Yet did I never breathe its pure serene


Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold:


Then felt I like some watcher of the skies


When a new planet swims into his ken;


Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes


He star'd at the Pacific - and all his men


Look'd at each other with a wild surmise -


Silent, upon a peak in Darien.

 


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