Classic Poem

" Be of good cheer, for I, ev'n I,
" Have overcome the world;" —
The wind and tide are yours — apply
Your oars with sails unfurl'd.

Sure Immortality was known
To few, but very few,
Before I came, the corner-stone,
To build my work anew.

But now ye know it in your hearts,
Ye hear it with your ears;
Not by dark visions, or by starts,
Its evidence appears.

Sheep, blessed sheep, ye shall be brought
To pleasures how divine!
To joys surpassing human thought,
And such as equal mine.

How brilliant past conceit each star
Shall shine before the Lamb:
'Tis bliss to know not what ye are,
By knowing what I AM.