What is the true difference ’twixt Prose and Rhyme,
Since both may be beautiful, both be sublime?
Nor in subject, nor treatment, nor passion it ’bides—
But breathes through a certain rich something besides.
More verses by Charles Harpur
- Could We As Mortals
- The Nevers Of Poetry
- Outward Bound
- To An Echo On The Banks Of The Hunter
- To The Rev. John Saunders On His Departure For England