<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=397012" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On The Poetic Muse</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Far, far above this world I soar, <br>And almost nature lose, <br>Aerial regions to explore, <br>With this ambitious Muse. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">My towering thoughts with pinions rise, <br>Upon the gales of song, <br>Which waft me through the mental skies, <br>With music on my tongue. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">My Muse is all on mystic fire, <br>Which kindles in my breast; <br>To scenes remote she doth aspire, <br>As never yet exprest. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wrapt in the dust she scorns to lie, <br>Call'd by new charms away; <br>Nor will she e'er refuse to try <br>Such wonders to survey. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Such is the quiet bliss of soul, <br>When in some calm retreat, <br>Where pensive thoughts like streamlets roll, <br>And render silence sweet; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when the vain tumultuous crowd <br>Shakes comfort from my mind, <br>My muse ascends above the cloud <br>And leaves the noise behind. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">With vivid flight she mounts on high <br>Above the dusky maze, <br>And with a perspicacious eye <br>Doth far 'bove nature gaze.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=George+Moses+Horton">George Moses Horton</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=397012" data-title="On The Poetic Muse de George Moses Horton" data-description="Far, far above this world I soar, And almost nature lose, Aerial regions to explore, With this ambitious Muse. My towering thoughts with pinions rise, Upon the gales of song, Which waft me through the mental skies, With music on my tongue...."></div> </div> </div>

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