Here you will find thePoemA Dream Of Goodof poet Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
To do some little good before I die; To wake some echoes to a loftier theme; To spend my life's last store of industry On thoughts less vain than Youth's discordant dream; To endow the world's grief with some counter--scheme Of logical hope which through all time should lighten The burden of men's sorrow and redeem Their faces' paleness from the tears that whiten; To take my place in the world's brotherhood As one prepared to suffer all its fate; To do and be undone for sake of good, And conquer rage by giving love for hate; That were a noble dream, and so to cease, Scorned by the proud but with the poor at peace.
