DOGMATIC Teachers, of the snow-white fur! Ye wrangling Schoolmen, of the scarlet hood! Who, with a keenness not to be withstood, Press the point home, or falter and demur, Checked in your course by many a teasing burr; These natural council-seats your acrid blood Might cool; -- and, as the Genius of the flood Stoops willingly to animate and spur Each lighter function slumbering in the brain, Yon eddying balls of foam, these arrowy gleams That o'er the pavement of the surging streams Welter and flash, a synod might detain With subtle speculations, haply vain, But surely less so than your far-fetched themes! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IVAN THE CZAR by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS SONNET: 10. TO THE LADY MARGARET LEY by JOHN MILTON THE LONELY CHILD by JAMES OPPENHEIM AMORETTI: 65 by EDMUND SPENSER THE GARDEN OF PROSERPINE by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE |