Songs Controversial By Silent Long [i.e. T. T. Lynch] |
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THE POET WARNED. |
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II. THE POET WARNED.
Why do you quit your study chair,
A student's proper post,
Like an idolator to stare
Upon the heavenly host?
To sound and theologic men
The stars are paltry spangles,
Trinkets with which, at guilty night,
The vain world idly dangles.
A student's proper post,
Like an idolator to stare
Upon the heavenly host?
To sound and theologic men
The stars are paltry spangles,
Trinkets with which, at guilty night,
The vain world idly dangles.
Flowers, too, they are but tempting trash,
Birds' song is empty twitter;
You'll nothing learn but balderdash,
In fields where daisies glitter:
Go back into your study, go,
Your maudlin fancies, curb 'em;
Go, ponder o'er your Hebrew verb,
“Sat sapienti verbum.”
Birds' song is empty twitter;
You'll nothing learn but balderdash,
In fields where daisies glitter:
Go back into your study, go,
Your maudlin fancies, curb 'em;
Go, ponder o'er your Hebrew verb,
“Sat sapienti verbum.”
When blue bells ring their wicked chime,
Be wiser than to list,
Or in a very little time,
You may turn Pantheist;
The wind-flowers then will bear away
Your spirit far from church,
And all alone, with Love Divine,
Will leave you in the lurch.
Be wiser than to list,
Or in a very little time,
You may turn Pantheist;
The wind-flowers then will bear away
Your spirit far from church,
And all alone, with Love Divine,
Will leave you in the lurch.
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