 | Poems of Paul Hamilton Hayne |  |
IN DEGREE.
Thy life is full of motion, perfume, grace;
Mine, a low blossom in a shaded place,
Whereto the zephyrs whisper, only they,
Through the long lapses of the lonesome day.
Mine, a low blossom in a shaded place,
Whereto the zephyrs whisper, only they,
Through the long lapses of the lonesome day.
Thy lordly genius blooms for all to see
On the clear heights of calm supremacy;
My humbler dower they only find who pass
With eyes that seek for violets mid the grass.
On the clear heights of calm supremacy;
My humbler dower they only find who pass
With eyes that seek for violets mid the grass.
| Poems of Paul Hamilton Hayne | |