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Or, in the verse the lover findsHis rapturous love portrayedSo wondrously, he cries—"What mindsThese poets have—some aidSupernal they must needs obtain,Else how could they displayThe thoughts that folded in my brain,Hopeless of utterance, lay?"
Ah! had I but the poet's heartAll else would I forego,And bear with patience every smartFate might on me bestow:No other gift so rich and rareCan mortal man obtain,E'en though 'tis linked with carking care,And with the world's disdain.
When vain is philosophic speechAnd reason pleads in vain,Even then the poet's words will reachThe heart and soothe its pain:There's no dark corner of the soulThe poet may not scan—Philosophers see part—the wholeOnly the poet can.
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