Epilogue (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
(THE GRAVEYARD OF SPOON RIVER. TWO VOICES ARE HEARD BEHIND A SCREEN DECORATED WITH DIABOLICAL AND ANGELIC FIGURES IN VARIOUS ...
(THE GRAVEYARD OF SPOON RIVER. TWO VOICES ARE HEARD BEHIND A SCREEN DECORATED WITH DIABOLICAL AND ANGELIC FIGURES IN VARIOUS ...
Because thou wast most delicate, A woman fair for men to see, The earth did compass thy estate, Thou didst ...
I have known the silence of the stars and of the sea, And the silence of the city when ...
Oh Lord, when all our bones are thrust Beyond the gaze of all but Thine; And these blaspheming tongues are ...
Where are Elmer, Herman, Bert, Tom, and Charley, The weak of will, the strong of arm, the clown, the boozer, ...
You would not believe, would youThat I came from good Welsh stock?That I was purer blooded than the white trash ...
I wrote him a letter asking him for old times' sakeTo discharge my sick boy from the army;But maybe he ...
My parents thought that I would beAs great as Edison or greater:For as a boy I made balloonsAnd wondrous kites ...
Seeds in a dry pod, tick, tick, tick, Tick, tick, tick, like mites in a quarrel— Faint iambics that the ...
Where is my boy, my boy —In what far part of the world?The boy I loved best of all in ...
Have any of you, passers-by,Had an old tooth that was an unceasing discomfort?Or a pain in the side that never ...
After you have enriched your soulTo the highest point,With books, thought, suffering, the understanding of many personalities,The power to interpret ...
Not character, not fortitude, not patienceWere mine, the which the village thought I hadIn bearing with my wife, while preaching ...
The cooper should know about tubs. But I learned about life as well, And you who loiter around these graves ...
Toward the lastThe truth of others was untruth to me;The justice of others injustice to me;Their reasons for death, reasons ...
On a mountain top above the cloudsThat streamed like a sea below meI said that peak is the thought of ...
As a boy, Theodore, you sat for long hours On the shore of the turbid Spoon With deep-set eye staring ...
Who carved this shattered harp on my stone? I died to you, no doubt. But how many harps and pianos ...
When Fort Sumter fell and the war came I cried out in bitterness of soul: "O glorious republic now no ...
The pine woods on the hill, And the farmhouse miles away, Showed clear as though behind a lens Under a ...
I leaned against the mantel, sick, sick, Thinking of my failure, looking into the abysm, Weak from the noon-day heat. ...
After a long day of work in my hot-houses Sleep was sweet, but if you sleep on your left side ...
I would I had thrust my hands of flesh Into the disk-flowers bee-infested, Into the mirror-like core of fire Of ...
Doc Meyers said I had satyriasis, And Doc Hill called it leucaemia -- But I know what brought me here: ...
I have known the silence of the stars and of the sea, And the silence of the city when it ...
Seeds in a dry pod, tick, tick, tick, Tick, tick, tick, like mites in a quarrel-- Faint iambics that the ...
Where are Elmer, Herman, Bert, Tom, and Charley, The weak of will, the strong of arm, the clown, the boozer, ...
Toward the last The truth of others was untruth to me; The justice of others injustice to me; Their reasons ...
Where is my boy, my boy -- In what far part of the world? The boy I loved best of ...
I wrote him a letter asking him for old times' sake To discharge my sick boy from the army; But ...
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