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SONNET: THE PAINTER TO THE MAGICIAN, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Oh, sing once more, nor think your subtle spells
Last Line: Our noblest work, our deepest thoughts, belong.
Subject(s): Music & Musicians; Paintings And Painters


OH, sing once more, nor think your subtle spells
Are vainly woven for a nature cold,
Although I kneel not at the shrine of gold
Wherein the spirit of your worship dwells:
For when your voice in tones impassioned swells,
The hosts of Dreamland are by you controlled,
And secrets higher than my words unfold
Even to me the perfect music tells.

And your devotion is akin to mine,
Though I give praise in colour, you in song;
The self-same goddess, in another shrine,
Counts me among the servitors who throng
Her outer courts: to Poesy divine
Our noblest work, our deepest thoughts, belong.







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