ANONYMOUS -- nor needs a name To tell the secret whence the flame, With light, and warmth, and incense, came A new creation to proclaim. So was it when, His labor done, God saw His work, and smiled thereon: His glory in the picture shone, But name upon the canvas, none. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TWILIGHT COMES by HAYDEN CARRUTH PAST AND PRESENT by THOMAS HOOD THE SILENT VOICES by ALFRED TENNYSON THEY CALL IT BUSINESS by CHARLES G. ADAMS OMNES EODEM COGIMUR by AMMIANUS THE CRUSADERS' MARCH by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN WRITTEN IN AN ALBUM by BERNARD BARTON |