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Poem January 14, 1864

Dodgeville Chronicle

Dodgeville, Iowa County, Wisconsin

What is this article about?

A lyrical poem urging the dissemination of beauty's 'germs' in nature, homes, places of worship, and the human soul, inspired by divine creation, to foster purity, grace, and eternal flowering in paradise.

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Poetry and Miscellany.

GERMS OF THE BEAUTIFUL.

Scatter the germs of the beautiful!
By the wayside let them fall,
That the rose may spring by the cottage gate,
And the vine on the garden wall;
Cover the rough and the rude of earth
With a veil of leaves and flowers,
And mark with the opening bud and cup
The march of summer hours.

Scatter the germs of the beautiful
In the holy shrine of home;
Let the pure and the fair, and the graceful there,
In the loveliest lustre come;
Leave not a trace of deformity
In the temple of the heart,
But gather about its hearth the germs
Of nature and of art.

Scatter the germs of the beautiful
In the temples of our God-
The God who starred the uplifted sky,
And flowered the trampled sod:
When he built a temple for himself.
And home for the priestly race,
He reared each charm in symmetry
And covered each line in grace

Scatter the germs of the beautiful
In the depths of the human soul;
They shall bud and blossom and bear the fruit,
While the endless ages roll;
Plant with the flowers of charity
The portals of the tomb,
And the fair and the pure about thy path
In Paradise shall bloom.

What sub-type of article is it?

Ode

What themes does it cover?

Moral Virtue Religious Faith Nature Seasons

What keywords are associated?

Germs Beautiful Scatter Beauty Nature Art Human Soul Paradise Bloom Temple God

Poem Details

Title

Germs Of The Beautiful.

Form / Style

Rhymed Quatrains

Key Lines

Scatter The Germs Of The Beautiful! By The Wayside Let Them Fall, That The Rose May Spring By The Cottage Gate, And The Vine On The Garden Wall; Scatter The Germs Of The Beautiful In The Depths Of The Human Soul; They Shall Bud And Blossom And Bear The Fruit, While The Endless Ages Roll;

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