[From the Prophecy of Dante.] GENIUS. MANY are poets who have never penned Their inspiration, and perchance, the best; They felt, and loved and died, but would not lend Their thoughts to meaner beings; they compressed The God within them, and rejoined the stars Unlaurelled upon earth, but far more blessed Than those who are degraded by the jars Of passion, and their frailties linked to fame, Conquerors of high renown, but full of scars. Many are poets, but without the |