The flame that fell on bards of old
To hallow and inspire.
Yet let the soul dream on and dare
No less Song's heights where these repose:
We can but fail; and may prepare
The way for one like those.
The flame that fell on bards of old
To hallow and inspire.
Yet let the soul dream on and dare
No less Song's heights where these repose:
We can but fail; and may prepare
The way for one like those.