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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON A GENIUS OF LOWLY ESTATE, by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER Poet's Biography
First Line: Where may not souls be found to greatness true?
Last Line: And seeming from his bosom's depth to start.
Subject(s): Genius
First Line: Where may not souls be found to greatness true?
Last Line: And seeming from his bosom's depth to start.
Subject(s): Genius
Where may not souls be found to greatness true?
Born with no loftier hope or prouder aim
Than lineage lowly, like his own, could claim,
How did he guess at his immortal due?
How was the fire first smitten from the steel?
When came that strange enforcement of his will?
How did his mind, 'mid poverty and ill,
Find leisure to endow itself so well?
Methinks, one summer's eve, he first did hear
The rise and fall of music in his heart;
Wild notes, a-dropping downward without art
To a sweet close, that fell upon his ear
Unutterably soft, and yet most clear,
And seeming from his bosom's depth to start.
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