<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=506673" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Poetic Emotion.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The heart's throb makes the music: words are air,<br>A mortal breath, if no emotion thrills<br>The subtle syllables; and all men own<br>The poesy, the passion, and the power<br>When that the Poet's fiery fingers touch<br>The lyre immortal. 'Tis from him alone<br>The accents of life's mystery are heard,<br>As the harmonious numbers take the soul<br>And the unearthy in us answers him.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Crawford">Robert Crawford</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=506673" data-title="Poetic Emotion. de Robert Crawford" data-description="The heart's throb makes the music: words are air, A mortal breath, if no emotion thrills The subtle syllables; and all men own The poesy, the passion, and the power When that the Poet's fiery fingers touch The lyre immortal. 'Tis from him alone Th..."></div> </div> </div>

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