Classic Poem

The faint and throbbing sun, aweary of the day,
Asleep within his burning couch expires,
Yet sends his farewell message o'er the bay,
And stains the ocean with his funeral fires.

So fared the poet heart in fiery dreams,
Lit by his genius through a burning light;
Our little boats sail through the after-gleams
That quiver yet from all his pain and strife.