Poems (Hardy)/Hyacynth; a child's character

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HYACINTH; A CHILD'S CHARACTER
OFT have I seen the poet's word inspire His waking soul, until before him seemed To shine some glory from whose edge there streamedInto his face foregleams of high desireTo be fulfilled. And I have seen, in fire And forge of conflict shaped, his will that dreamed Aforetime dallying with itself, redeemedFrom slavery's threat and clothed in king's attire.When he beheld the truth, he followed far To grasp it for his own. It was no grief  To him that then he knew not why he sought;Day after day brought gifts of joy, and star On star the night prepared; so was he lief,  And glad to know, not knowing he was taught.
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