Poet, Whose Words Are Like The Tight-Packed Seed Sealed In The Capsule Of A Silver Flower, Still At Your Art We Wonder As We Read, The Art Dynamic Charging Each Word With Power. Seeds Of The Silver Flower Of Emerson: One, On The Winds To Scotland Brought, Did Sink In Carlyle'S Heart; And One Was Lately Blown To Belgium, And Flowered In - Maeterlinck.