Under Cross and Crescent Poems. By Violet Fane [i.e. M. M. Lamb] |
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AFTER READING SOME LINES BY A POET ACCUSED OF OBSCURITY
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AFTER READING SOME LINES BY A POET ACCUSED OF OBSCURITY
I read what a great poet wrote of yore,
Read and re-read, nor wholly understood
His hidden thought, yet, as sap lurks in wood
Or jewel in a mountain's rugged core,
Or fly in amber, knew each sentence bore
Some shrouded thing, which, whether bad or good,
Might be discover'd, in all likelihood,
Did I but probe and puzzle more and more.
Read and re-read, nor wholly understood
His hidden thought, yet, as sap lurks in wood
Or jewel in a mountain's rugged core,
Or fly in amber, knew each sentence bore
Some shrouded thing, which, whether bad or good,
Might be discover'd, in all likelihood,
Did I but probe and puzzle more and more.
Now, with how proud and jubilant a cry,
After long patient groping in the dark,
Know I my earnest effort duly crown'd!
Lo! through its clouded amber looms the fly,
The vital essence flows beneath the bark,
The jewel sparkles, delved from under-ground!
After long patient groping in the dark,
Know I my earnest effort duly crown'd!
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The vital essence flows beneath the bark,
The jewel sparkles, delved from under-ground!
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