In the deep heart of man a poet dwells Who all the day of life his summer story tells Scatters on every eye dust of his spells Scent form & color to the flowers & shells Wins the believing child with wondrous tales Touches a cheek with colors of romance And crowds a history into a glance Gives beauty to the lake & fountain Spies over sea the fires of the mountain When thrushes ope their throat, tis he that sings And he that paints the oriole's fiery wings The little Shakspeare in the maidens heart Makes Romeo of a ploughboy on his cart Opens the eye to Virtues starlike meed And gives persuasion to a gentle deed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WERENA MY HEART'S LICHT I WAD DEE by GRISELL BAILLIE AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL by KATHARINE LEE BATES SIMON THE CYRENIAN SPEAKS by COUNTEE CULLEN THE POOL by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR ON A MOURNER by ALFRED TENNYSON ECHO SONG by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |