Seeing my lips, too, thrill, my heart, too, burns,
Why the great contest should I take no part in!
May be I do not carry guns enough
To epically glorify King ARTHUR,
But I have penned some reams of rhythmic stuff
Concerning (please admire the rhyme!) SIDDÁRTHA.
(That, as an "assonance," is quite as good
As "sang it," and "began it.") Ornamental
And Eastern Mythos draws me; but I'm good
At "Poems National and Non-Oriental."