By JOHN G. SAXE.
The head is stately, calm and wise,
And bears a princely part;
And down below in secret lies
The warm, impulsive heart.
The lordly head that sits above,
The heart that beats below,
Their several office plainly prove,
Their true relation show.
The head erect, serene, and cool,
Endowed with Reason’s art,
Was set aloft to guide and rule
The throbbing, wayward heart.
And from the head, as from the higher,
Comes every glorious thought;
And in the heart’s transforming fire
All noble deeds are wrought.
Yet each is best when both unite
To make the man complete;
What were the heat without the light?
The light, without the heat?