Finally I Found It!

I've been looking for this poem for some time. It's an W.H. Auden poem about heroes. I love it...check it out:

He parried every question that they hurled:
"What did the Emperor tell you?" "Not to push."
"What is the greatest wonder of all the world?"
"The bare man Nothing in the Beggar's Bush."

Some muttered, "He is a cagey for effect.
A hero owes a duty to his fame.
He looks too like a grocer for respect."
Soon they slipped back into his Christian name.

The only difference that could be seen
From those who'd never risked their lives at all
Was his delight in details and routine.

For he was always glad to mow the grass,
Pour liquids from large bottles into small,
Or look at clouds through bits of coloured glass.

Auden had a way of finding the extroidinare in the routine of our daily lives. The artist he states in the last stanza is capable of finding beauty in the smallest of things. The hero is the man who mows his lawn on a regular basis but who is able to still see art in the things around him.