XXV.
But hearts like thine are seldom truly known;
Some things too lofty are for mortal ken,
Till the dim eye, to earthly prospects prone,
Learns to look far above this misty fen,
Where earth’s rank vapors blind the eyes of men.
The truly noble ones are all too few,
Nor can they breathe in earth’s polluted den;
They, like the eagle, oft escape from view,
And soar aloft ’mid Heaven’s deep and tranquil blue.