Classic Poem

I've just been perusing concentration's
Remorse, debate, that is composition's
Remend, and yet felt too far from
Appreciation's treat: who may it be?
The gentle dignity's beauty I so often
Sought in secret to demonstrate
In high degree, whom predominance
Crushed to reblossom, that reflections
Sold their conscience' pride and turned
Its current to be unpowerful, as
The listless rainbow 'pon a pond doth
Chide. Fair daylight mourns the retreat.
O gallant love, how shall I claim
Content from thy ceaseless classic, self's attractive beat?