FANCY's the wealth of wealth, the toiler's hope The poor man's piecer-out; the art of nature, Painting her landscapes twice; the spirit of fact, As matter is the body; the pure gift Of Heaven to poet and to child; which he Who retains most in manhood, being a man In all things fitting else, is most a man; Because he wants no human faculty, Nor loses one sweet taste of the sweet world. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INFERENTIAL by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THE PICKET-GUARD [NOVEMBER, 1861] by ETHEL LYNN BEERS MY LAST DUCHESS; FERRRA by ROBERT BROWNING THE LITTLE BLACK-EYED REBEL by WILLIAM MCKENDREE CARLETON |