And passionately storm the gods above.
Yet, since my own young heart knew naught thereof,
You never found.
It is too late now. You have dropped away
In formless silence from my ken,
And youth’s high hopes turn backward to decay.
Yet, oh, my heart were very fain to-day
To love you then!
Culture has one great passion—the passion for sweetness and light. It has one even yet greater!—the passion for making them prevail.—Matthew Arnold in Culture and Anarchy.