THEE, Mackintosh, artificer of light, Thee, the lone smoker hails! the student, thee; Thee, oft upon the ungovernable sea, The seaman, conscious of approaching night; Thou, with industrious fingers, hast outright Mastered that art, of other arts the key, That bids thick night before the morning flee, And lingering day retains for mortal sight. O Promethean workman, thee I hail, Thee hallowed, thee unparalleled, thee bold To affront the reign of sleep and darkness old, Thee William, thee AEneas, thee I sing; Thee by the glimmering taper clear and pale, Of light, and light's purveyance, hail, the king. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO CHLOE WHO FOR HIS SAKE WISHED HERSELF YOUNGER by WILLIAM CARTWRIGHT WHAT THE BULLET SANG by FRANCIS BRET HARTE UNDERWOODS: BOOK 1: 22. THE CELESTIAL SURGEON by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON NOVEMBER 4TH, 1937 by LEONARD BACON (1887-1954) UNCLE AN' AUNT by WILLIAM BARNES OF SUCH AS THESE by MARION L. BERTRAND |