What is poetry? Is it a mosaic
Of colored stones which curiously are wrought
Into a pattern? Rather glass that's taught
By patient labor any hue to take
And glowing with a sumptuous splendor, make
Beauty a thing of awe; where sunbeams caught,
Transmuted fall in sheafs of rainbows fraught
With storied meaning for religion's sake.
9. In summing up Miss Lowell's achievement, consider the different phases
of it that appear in her volumes taken in chronological order, noting the
successive influences under which she has come. In what qualities does
she stand out strikingly from other contemporary poets? Do you expect
different and more important work from her in the future?