A sudden audience strikes a blow On some men's brainy dynamite, And, grandly crashing, up they go In clouds of rhetoric out of sight, And heaven be praised when they alight! On my bewildered brain, alas! Howe'er imperious fall the blow, It strikes but on a flabby mass Of feeble putty and of dough; Of feeble intellectual dough. Forefend that impious call inane To more than Moses' miracle, That bids me pierce my stubborn brain For thought that will not heed the spell; For eloquence that scorns the spell. And teach all fools, ye blessed powers, That thought must on still uplands fall And slowly wind through musing hours Before it leap to eyes of all A torrent oratorical! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...STREET-CRIES: 7. A SONG OF LOVE by SIDNEY LANIER TO SHAKESPEARE by DAVID HARTLEY COLERIDGE ENVOY, TO 'MORE SONGS FROM VAGABONDIA' by RICHARD HOVEY THE HYMNARY: 403. MARTYRS by ADAM OF SAINT VICTOR THE MORAL FABLES: THE SWALLOW, AND THE OTHER BIRDS by AESOP ODES: BOOK 2: ODE 11. TO THE COUNTRY GENTLEMEN OF ENGLAND by MARK AKENSIDE |