Would you see the works of Hawthorne As flitting shadows on a wall, Or else a splendor of mist and color Changing, elusive, and fleet? Would you see his pages of life As gray and furled and monochrome, Or overflushed with the bloom and tinct Of rose and purple and gold? For what are men in the dim unknown Of time and distance, and who shall say That genius, flowering aloof, And sage and seer, and the tinct of a rose In a dusk of furled grays may not blend To a brightness and beauty of life, of life? And so I say, for the sake of the world, His works should be read, studied, and understood. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INDIA WHARF by SARA TEASDALE OUR LEFT' by FRANCIS ORRERY TICKNOR SILEX SCINTIALLANS: THEY ARE ALL GONE by HENRY VAUGHAN FULL OF LIFE NOW by WALT WHITMAN TO THINK OF TIME by WALT WHITMAN |