And all we fiddlers, from highest to lowest,
Writers of music and tellers of stories
Sit at his feet,
And hear him sing of the fall of Troy.
(Blind Jack)
More Quotes from Edgar Lee Masters:
True, I trailed back home, a broken failure,When Ralph disappeared in New York,
Leaving me alone in the city --
But life broke him also.
Edgar Lee Masters
I had fiddled all day at the county fair.
Edgar Lee Masters
Passer-by, sin beyond any sin
Is the sin of blindness of souls to other souls.
Edgar Lee Masters
The secret of man, -- the sower.
Edgar Lee Masters
If we who are in life cannot speak
Of profound experiences,
Why do you marvel that the dead
Do not tell you of death?
Edgar Lee Masters
For this is the birth of the soul in sorrow,
A birth with gains and losses.
Edgar Lee Masters
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