The widow of an insight lost she lives, with aim
Now known and hand at work now never wrong.
Sweet fire the sire of muse, my soul needs this;
I want the one rapture of an inspiration.
To R. B., lines 7-10 - Wessex Poems and Other Verses (1918)
51. To R. B. Hopkins, Gerard Manley. 1918. Poems[bartleby.com]