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Poem
July 7, 1894
The Coeur D'alene Press
Coeur D'alene, Kootenai County, Idaho
What is this article about?
A lyrical poem contemplating the profound beauty and mystery in humble elements like grass and pebbles, and the hidden potentials of the human heart, from heavenly heights to hellish depths, emphasizing the need to recognize wonders in everyday life.
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The humblest and frailest grassy blade
That ever the passing breezes swayed
Lo! of Beauty's palace a green arcade.
Akin to the uttermost stars that burn.
A story the wisest may never learn,
Is the tiny pebble thy footsteps spurn.
In each human heart potential dwelt
Hid from the world and itself as well
Heights of heaven, abysses of hell.
The core of the earth is fiery hot!
No matter what may be said or sung
With a weary brain and a wailing tongue
Soul! self pent in a narrow plot,
Longing each morn for some fair lot,
Some bounteous grace which thou hast not
Dull thou must be not to understand,
And blind thou art not to see at hand
Thy dreams by reality far outspanned:
For wonder lies at thy very door.
And magic thy fireside sits before.
And marvels through every window pour
Wove the wings of the swift hours be
Of splendor and terror and mystery:
One thing is needful-the eyes to see
-Cornhill Magazine
That ever the passing breezes swayed
Lo! of Beauty's palace a green arcade.
Akin to the uttermost stars that burn.
A story the wisest may never learn,
Is the tiny pebble thy footsteps spurn.
In each human heart potential dwelt
Hid from the world and itself as well
Heights of heaven, abysses of hell.
The core of the earth is fiery hot!
No matter what may be said or sung
With a weary brain and a wailing tongue
Soul! self pent in a narrow plot,
Longing each morn for some fair lot,
Some bounteous grace which thou hast not
Dull thou must be not to understand,
And blind thou art not to see at hand
Thy dreams by reality far outspanned:
For wonder lies at thy very door.
And magic thy fireside sits before.
And marvels through every window pour
Wove the wings of the swift hours be
Of splendor and terror and mystery:
One thing is needful-the eyes to see
-Cornhill Magazine
What sub-type of article is it?
Ode
Pastoral
What themes does it cover?
Nature Seasons
Moral Virtue
Religious Faith
What keywords are associated?
Grassy Blade
Human Heart
Potential
Wonder
Mystery
Soul
Beauty
Everyday Marvels
Poem Details
Form / Style
Rhymed Stanzas
Key Lines
In Each Human Heart Potential Dwelt
Hid From The World And Itself As Well
Heights Of Heaven, Abysses Of Hell.
For Wonder Lies At Thy Very Door.
And Magic Thy Fireside Sits Before.
And Marvels Through Every Window Pour
One Thing Is Needful The Eyes To See