The Seraph and the Poet
THE seraph sings before the ma
God-One, and in the burning of the Seven,
And with the full life of mate
Heavih him like a mothers
Warm with her first-borns slumber in that
The poet sings upon the earth grave-riven,
Before the naughty world, soon self-fiven
Fing him,--and in the darkness prest
From his own soul by worldly weights.
Even so,
Sing, seraph with the glory ! heaven is high;
Sing, poet with the sorrow ! earth is low:
The universes inward voices cry
Amen to either song of joy and woe:
Sing, seraph,--poet,--sing on equally !
Elizabeth Barrett Browning