On Receiving A Book From Dante Rossetti

Since he is Poet of whom gods ordain Some most anthropic and perhuman act Whereby his manhood shall so man his fact That but his man of man is born again, And since humanity is most humane, Not at our pyramid's base, where we have tact Of dust and supersurge the common tract Of being, but up there, where form doth reign To apex, let a Poet ask no fame But that which, high o'er floods of Life and Death From singing arks Ararat echoeth To Ararat, and let him rather be, Oh Poet, writ on yonder page by thee Than hear what vulgar breath should make his world-wide name.