The crisis of our time, he writes, is one of which the entire cause lies in the hearts of men, and only poetry can cure this failure of desire because only poetry, exploring the spirit of man, is capable of creating in a breathful of words the common good men have become incapable of imagining for themselves.

Can she excuse my wrongs with Virtue's cloak? Shall I call her good when she proves unkind?

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In dew descending on creation's Queen, / Thou gleamedst germlike on her golden hair.