James Henry
Poematia
In what enchanted ground
Are pearls poetic found?
Go seek them in the sea,
In the deep, deep sea,
Where thought and word are free.
Know'st thou that sea,
The deep, deep sea,
The sea of liberty?
That sea's th'enchanted ground
Where the poet's pearls abound;
That sea thy line must sound
Wouldst thou a poet be.
Fear'st thou that sea,
That wide and open sea,
Where thought and word sail free,
No poet canst thou be.