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THE SUNSHINE OF POETRY.1

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THE SUNSHINE OF POETRY. 1 Think not the poet's song Worthless or idle: do not deem his lay ) Fantastic, that he offers by the way, To make it .seem less long. His numbers have their use, Though foolish they may sound to worlding's ear His own lot, if no other's, they may cheer His own content produce. Does he not add a light To earth-born beauty, wanting it, unknown ? To bloom qive balm, to melody a tone, Make brightness seem more bright ? Does he not fill the air With sights, and shapes, and shadows ?—make the sky The dwelling-place of beings, which no eye But his can image there ? And more than all, his lay Awakes new feelings in the human heart, And -visions brings that never can depart, When once they feel his sway. To him the power is given To soothe the broken heart, the careworn mind; And the waked soul in dreams ecstatic bind, And bear away to heaven For to none else does earth Look with so fair a promise yea, to none j Speaks she with such an eloquence of tone, Or to such thoughts gives birth. Ah who may analyse The cloistered feelings of the poet's soul, When Nature's impulse vibrates through the whole, And Truth, that never dies. Creation's beauties bring Renewed enjoyment and his genius fire For every sight, and every sound, inspire His inmost heart to sing His birthright is to live In citizenship with Nature ;—and to hold Communion with her mysteries, his old And high prerogative Seeks he for wealth, denied By worldlings, lucre-led, of sordid mind His heritage,—free, fertile, unconfined,— Is" Nature's pastures wide. Pants he for peace, to throw A solace on his soul The voice that breathes Its music, 'mong the wild flowers' clustering wreaths, Does to his heart bestow A bliss that none can share, Save him whom Nature to some far-sought wild Has led, anointed as her chosen child, And made her sacred care. Where'er the breezes roam, The mountains soar, or ocean's wave is thrown. The poet's spirit, free as Nature's own, Finds tor itself a home -1-

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