During his lifetime, Dawes was most recognized for his long poem Geraldine. His poems are generally highly-wrought, often focused on themes of romance, history, nature, or mythology. Among his most tolerable is "The Poet":
The poet's heart is always young,
And flows with love's unceasing streams;
Oh, many are the lays unsung,
Yet treasured with his dreams!
The spirits of a thousand flowers,—
The loved,—the lost, — his heart enshrine;
The memory of blessed hours,
And impulses divine.
Like water in a crystal urn,
Sealed up forever, as a gem,
That feels the sunbeams while they burn,
But never yields to them; —
His heart may fire —his fevered brain
May kindle with concentrate power,
But kind affections still remain
To gild his darkest hour.
The world may chide — the heartless sneer, —
And coldly pass the Poet by,
Who only sheds a sorrowing tear
O'er man's humanity.
From broken hearts and silent grief,
From all unutterable scorn,
He draws the balm of sweet relief,
For sufferers yet unborn.
His lyre is strung with shattered strings, —
The heart-strings of the silent dead, —
Where memory hovers with her wings,
Where grief is canopied.
And yet his heart is always young,
And flows with love's unceasing streams;
Oh, many are the lays unsung,
And treasured with his dreams!
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