Genius Is Mainly An Affair Of Energy.

France, Famed In All Great Arts, In None Supreme.

And That Sweet City With Her Dreaming Spires, She Needs Not June For Beauty's Heightening.

Waiting For The Spark From Heaven To Fall.

The Eloquent Voice Of Our Century Uttered, Shortly Before Leaving The World, A Warning Cry Against The "anglo- Saxon Contagion.

Goethe In Weimar Sleeps, And Greece, Long Since, Saw Byron 's Struggle Cease.