Selected Poetry
... ,Iclctcf voflra. THE ARTIST'S MORNING SONG. Mr dwelling is the Muses' home- What matters it how small? And here, within my heart, is set The holiest place of all. When, waken'd by the early sun, I rise from qumbers sound, I see the ever-living forms In radiance group'd around. I pray, and songs of thanks and praise And more than half my prayer, With simple notes of music, tuned To some ...