'Tis no matter to amaze If thy gifts outstripped my praise, Or thy bounty overfilled This my vessel, ere it spilled. Is the branch not robed in green Long before its fruit is seen, And must we not ring the dove To evoke its song of love? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT FREDERICKSBURG [DECEMBER 13, 1862] by JOHN BOYLE O'REILLY FOUR PRELUDES ON PLAYTHINGS OF THE WIND by CARL SANDBURG THE ENGINE by ALEXANDER ANDERSON CHRIST THE CONSOLER by HENRY WILLIAMS BAKER NOS IMMORTALES by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET LOVE'S PHANTOM by MATHILDE BLIND |