Classic Poem

Where God reveals His inmost thoughts to man,
In mighty marvels of the land and sea;
Where Art hath caught as nearly as she can
These great expressions of Divinity;
There, even there, this thought will dim delight,
That some will pass them as a common sight.

Where Place draws glory from some splendid deed
That starlike shines in Clio's crowded roll;
As if our rising ardor to impede,
There weighs on ours some leaden eye or soul.
How from its Eden doth the spirit slide,
If reptile souls across its pathway glide!