Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ODE ON ART, by CHARLES SPRAGUE Poet's Biography First Line: When, from the sacred garden driven Last Line: Links realm to realm, and race to race. Variant Title(s): Art Subject(s): Art & Artists | ||||||||
WHEN, from the sacred garden driven, Man fled before his Maker's wrath, An angel left her place in heaven, And crossed the wanderer's sunless path. 'T was Art! sweet Art! new radiance broke Where her light foot flew o'er the ground, And thus with seraph voice she spoke "The Curse a Blessing shall be found." She led him through the trackless wild, Where noontide sunbeam never blazed; The thistle shrunk, the harvest smiled, And Nature gladdened as she gazed. Earth's thousand tribes of living things, At Art's command, to him are given; The village grows, the city springs, And point their spires of faith to heaven. He rends the oak and bids it ride, To guard the shores its beauty graced; He smites the rock upheaved in pride, See towers of strength and domes of taste. Earth's teeming caves their wealth reveal, Fire bears his banner on the wave, He bids the mortal poison heal, And leaps triumphant o'er the grave. He plucks the pearls that stud the deep, Admiring Beauty's lap to fill; He breaks the stubborn marble's sleep, And mocks his own Creator's skill. With thoughts that swell his glowing soul, He bids the ore illume the page, And, proudly scorning Time's control, Commerces with an unborn age. In fields of air he writes his name, And treads the chambers of the sky; He reads the stars, and grasps the flame That quivers round the Throne on high. In war renowned, in peace sublime, He moves in greatness and in grace; His power, subduing space and time, Links realm to realm, and race to race. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE OLD AND THE NEW MASTERS by RANDALL JARRELL TO A YOUNG ARTIST by ROBINSON JEFFERS BOATS IN A FOG by ROBINSON JEFFERS ART VS. TRADE by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE POET VISITS THE MUSEUM OF FINE ARTS by MARY OLIVER ON PASSION AS A LITERARY TRADITION by JOHN CIARDI THE WINGED WORSHIPPERS; ADDRESSED TO TWO SWALLOWS .. DURING SERVICE by CHARLES SPRAGUE CENTENNIAL ODE by CHARLES SPRAGUE CHARLES JAMES; ON THE ANNIVERSARY OF HIS BIRTH by CHARLES SPRAGUE |
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