Not while the fever of the blood is strong,
The heart throbs loud, the eyes are veiled, no less
With passion than with tears, the Muse shall bless
The poet-sould to help and soothe with song.
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The relationship of life and art in a poet's life has been marvelously reflected in this superb poem. Thanks for sharing it here.
Day's illusions of life! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
The lasting value of poetry or art lies not in the immediate satisfaction of feelings but in the long use based on harmony with life! The expression of such things in art deserves all praise indeed!
This sure was something