HE craves not the boon of pleasure, Nor the glory of the earth, He hears in the music's measure The measure of all worth. He follows a mystic Duty, Shy, with fathomless eyes: And yearns for the vision of Beauty And the Voice before he dies. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VIGNETTES OVERSEAS: 4. CAPRI by SARA TEASDALE A MUSICAL INSTRUMENT by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING WHEN SHE COMES HOME by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY TO SPAIN - A LAST WORD by EDITH MATILDA THOMAS THE ROAD TO APPENZELL by HENRY GLASSFORD BELL PERSONALITY by WILLIAM ROSE BENET AN ISLAND by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |