ART thou some reckless poet, fiercely free, Singing vague songs an errant brain inspires? Mad with the ravening force of inward fires, Whose floods o'erwhelm him like a masterless sea? No! art and nature wisely blend in thee! Thy soul has learned from lays of loftiest lyres What laws should bind weird fancy's wild desires, Rounded to rhythmic immortality! Thus golden thoughts in golden harmonies meet: Thy fairy conceptions reel not with false glow, Through frenzied realms by metrical motley swayed; But passion-curbed, with voices strong and sweet, Born of regret or rapture, love or woe, Pass from rich sunshine to dew-haunted shade! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RIGHT TO DIE by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR MONNA INNOMINATA, A SONNET OF SONNETS: 7 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE COLD WAVE OF 32 B.C. by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS THOREAU'S FLUTE by LOUISA MAY ALCOTT GRACE AND STRENGTH by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |