
The poem is a tribute to Robert Burns Wilson, an American artist and illustrator. It portrays him as a talented individual who has made significant contributions to the world of art. The poem highlights his unique style and skill in capturing the beauty of nature through his paintings.
By James Whitcomb Riley · First published 1883 · Genre: Poetry, Tribute, Literary · 152 words
What intuition named thee? -- Through what thrill Of the awed soul came the command divine Into the mother-heart, foretelling thine Should palpitate with his whose raptures will Sing on while daisies bloom and lavrocks trill Their undulating ways up through the fine Fair mists of heavenly reaches? Thy pure line Falls as the dew of anthems, quiring still The sweeter since the Scottish singer raised His voice therein, and, quit of every stress Of earthly ache and longing and despair, Knew certainly each simple thing he praised Was no less worthy, for its lowliness, Than any joy of all the glory There.
Robert Burns Wilson is listed on Textopian as a poem by James Whitcomb Riley, dated 1883 CE.
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Poetry Collection · American Literature · 19th Century · Indiana Author · Free Verse · Nature Poetry · Regionalism · Folk Culture · Rural Life · Agriculture · Seasonal Themes · Autobiographical Elements