Huntsmen find the easiest way.



POET.


Ever the Poet _from_ the land
Steers his bark, and trims his sail;
Right out to sea his courses stand,
New worlds to find in pinnace frail.



POET.


To clothe the fiery thought
In simple words succeeds,
For still the craft of genius is
To mask a king in weeds.



BOTANIST.


Go thou to thy learned task,
I stay with the flowers of spring:
Do thou of the ages ask