Life and Art by Emma Lazarus
By Emma Lazarus
Not while the fever of the blood is strong, The heart throbs loud, the eyes are veiled, no less With passion than with tears, the Muse shall bless The poet-sould to help and soothe with song. Not then she bids his trembling lips express The aching gladness, the voluptuous pain. Life is his poem then; flesh, sense, and brain One full-stringed lyre attuned to happiness. But when the dream is done, the pulses fail, The day's illusion, with the day's sun set, He, lonely in the twilight, sees the pale Divine Consoler, featured like Regret,
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"Not while the fever of the blood is strong,..."
"Life and Art" by Emma Lazarus is a sad and love and deep and nature and romantic english poem consisting of 14 lines. This English poem by Emma Lazarus demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "Not while the fever of the blood is strong, The heart throbs loud, the eyes are veiled, no less...", this piece explores themes of sad and love and deep and nature and romantic through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Emma Lazarus's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.