The Poetry Corner

Greek: Adakryn Nemontai Aiona

By Ralph Waldo Emerson

'A New commandment,' said the smiling Muse, 'I give my darling son, Thou shalt not preach';-- Luther, Fox, Behmen, Swedenborg, grew pale, And, on the instant, rosier clouds upbore Hafiz and Shakspeare with their shining choirs.