Classic Poem

Broad, squat, flat-nosed, thick-lipped and onion-eyed,
Such the teacher's form, his satyr's face,
As forth he stood, and swept the shams aside
In Athens' market-place.

Great souls go not as water and as wind;
Still the world that strangest figure sees,
His,—bodied right and reason, sire of mind,
God's motley, Socrates.