TO the sea-shell’s spiral round <br />’T is your heart that brings the sound: <br />The soft sea-murmurs that you hear <br />Within, are captured from your ear. <br /> <br />You do poets and their song <br />A grievous wrong, <br />If your own soul does not bring <br />To their high imagining <br />As much beauty as they sing.<br /><br />Thomas Bailey Aldrich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/appreciation-18/
