"Where's the Poet ? Show Him ! Show Him !"

Where’s the Poet? Show him! show him,

Muses nine! that I may know him!

’Tis the man who with a man

Is an equal, be he King,

Or poorest of the beggar-clan,

Or any other wondrous thing

A man may be ’twixt ape and Plato;

’Tis the man who with a bird,

Wren, or Eagle, finds his way to

All its instincts; he hath heard

The Lion’s roaring, and can tell

What his horny throat expresseth,

And to him the Tiger’s yell

Comes articulate and presseth

On his ear like mother-tongue.