The Poet's Song
Oh, you who read some song that I have sung, What know you of the soul from whence it sprung? Dost dream the poet ever speaks aloud His secret thought unto the listening crowd? Go take the murmuring sea-shell from the shore: You have its shape, its color and no more. It tells not one of those vast mysteries That lie beneath the surface of the seas. Our songs are shells, cast out by-waves of thought; Here, take them at your pleasure; but think not You've seen beneath the surface of the waves, Where lie our shipwrecks and our coral caves.
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"Oh, you who read some song that I have sung,..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Ella Wheeler Wilcox delivers a powerful performance in "The Poet's Song"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...