An idle poet, here and there, <br />Looks around him; but, for all the rest, <br />The world, unfathomably fair, <br />Is duller than a witling's jest. <br />Love wakes men, once a lifetime each; <br />They lift their heavy lids, and look; <br />And, lo, what one sweet page can teach, <br />They read with joy, then shut the book. <br />And some give thanks, and some blaspheme <br />And most forget; but, either way, <br />That and the Child's unheeded dream <br />Is all the light of all their day.<br /><br />Coventry Patmore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-revelation/
