To Fancy

by Frank Dempster Sherman

From what mystery of space
Come you, miracle of grace!
Lighting up the realm of dream
With a transitory gleam?
Phantom of the poet's brain!
From what shadowy domain
Come you secretly, unsought,
Making music of his thought,
Bringing him the gift of rhyme
At an unexpected time?
Is there any magic lure
That will win you quick and sure?
Is there any fetter strong
That will hold you, soul of song?
Tell me, Fancy, so that I
May not let you slip me by!