The Man could be known—and was—of all men.
The Poet could be read—as he was—and he understood.
He could Sing—as he did—Songs
which caught the Hearts of the
People—from the Cradle to the Grave!
The Mystic!
O! James Whitcomb Riley!
That Mystic Element in your Nature!
It was held under a Strong Curb:
It was constantly held in Check: