Classic Poem

(To A.E. that he would prophesy)

Oh high, high must they be
Now
Who can see,
now, unto whom
Yet comes, comes to the eye
Light;
with such gloom
circumstance sky —
scraping over, over us looms.
Nay! very high
Thou, if thou see
What Court (say, if thou saw)
Now will support
Law
and our Right
to the easement and esplees of Light.