The Mental toilers marshals from his brain

The mental toiler marshals from his brain
Its finest music, its diviner strain,
Or he but plays the charlatan, and seeks
To bilk achievement with commercial freaks.
Yet, tho' he win the plaudits of the mart,
Fame, incorruptible, still stands apart;
And, clearer than the chatter of the Crowd,
Her Silence rises, sombre, stern and proud.
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