The Dreamer.
Spirit of Song! whose whispers Delight my pensive brain, When will the perfect harmony Ring through my feeble strain? When will the rills of melody Be widened to a stream! When will the bright and gladsome Day Succeed this morning dream? "Mortal," the spirit whispered, "If thou wouldst truly win The race thou art pursuing, Heed well the voice within: And it shall gently teach thee To read thy heart, and know No human strain is perfect, However sweet it flow. And if thou readest truly, As surely shalt thou find That truths, like rills, though diverse, Are choicest in their kind. The souls of Poet-Dreamers Touch heaven on their way; With the light of Song to guide them It should be always Day."
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"Spirit of Song! whose whispers..."
This evocative piece by Charles Sangster, titled "The Dreamer.", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...