Sweet are the thoughts that haunt the poet’s brain
Like rainbow-fringed clouds, through which some star
Peeps in bright glory on a shepherd swain;
They sweep along and trance him; sweeter far
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Logician puts the poet''s head in the high heaven, It is latter's head that splits.Who said this.. thoughts haunts poet's brain.it is brilliant.
A wonderful poem. Indeed we get inspiration from such words to write beautiful poems
In gauzy mantle of dun twilight dressed, Borne on the wind’s soft sighings, when the spring Listens all evening to its whispering. Very fine expressions. tony