He holds a title deed to fame Who paints in hues of Nature's own A portrait of that glorious dame In but one phase of beauty shown. But he to all our hearts is dear, Fair Nature's friendly worshipper, Who flings about our grateful sphere A million photographs of her! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHEN THE SPEED COMES by ROBERT FROST A MAN'S VOCATION IS NOBODY'S BUSINESS by JAMES GALVIN SHADOW-CASTING by JAMES GALVIN THE HEART'S RETURN by EDWIN MARKHAM AT THE CHURCH DOOR by GEORGE SANTAYANA BUCOLIC COMEDY: FLEECING TIME by EDITH SITWELL BUT NOT TO ME by SARA TEASDALE |