The Man with the Hoe: And Other PoemsDoubleday & McClure Company, 1899 - 134 pagini |
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Pagina 23
... the fellow - man ; Glad to find him in a pit , If we get some gain of it . So with us , the sons of Time , Labor is a kind of crime , Little Brothers of the Ground For the toilers have the 23 Little Brothers of the Ground.
... the fellow - man ; Glad to find him in a pit , If we get some gain of it . So with us , the sons of Time , Labor is a kind of crime , Little Brothers of the Ground For the toilers have the 23 Little Brothers of the Ground.
Pagina 36
... : " Osiris comes : O tribes of Time , rejoice ! " And social architects who build the State , Serving the Dream at citadel and gate , Will hail Him coming through the labor- hum . The Desire of Nations And glad quick cries will go 36.
... : " Osiris comes : O tribes of Time , rejoice ! " And social architects who build the State , Serving the Dream at citadel and gate , Will hail Him coming through the labor- hum . The Desire of Nations And glad quick cries will go 36.
Pagina 37
... glad girls caroling from field and town Will go to meet Him with the labor - crown , The new crown woven of the heading wheat . And men will sit down at His sacred feet And He will say — the King- " Come , let us live the poetry we sing ...
... glad girls caroling from field and town Will go to meet Him with the labor - crown , The new crown woven of the heading wheat . And men will sit down at His sacred feet And He will say — the King- " Come , let us live the poetry we sing ...
Pagina 44
... Glad Youth went , And left them alone with Time ; and now if bowed With burdens they should sob and cry aloud , - Wondering , the rich would look from their content . And so this glimmering life at last recedes In unknown , endless ...
... Glad Youth went , And left them alone with Time ; and now if bowed With burdens they should sob and cry aloud , - Wondering , the rich would look from their content . And so this glimmering life at last recedes In unknown , endless ...
Pagina 68
... glad of the gale . Around the swift prow little billows are breaking , And flinging their foam in a glory of light ; Now the shade of a rock on the river is shaking , And a wave leaps high up growing sud- denly white . A Song at the ...
... glad of the gale . Around the swift prow little billows are breaking , And flinging their foam in a glory of light ; Now the shade of a rock on the river is shaking , And a wave leaps high up growing sud- denly white . A Song at the ...
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Pagina 14 - O masters, lords and rulers in all lands, Is this the handiwork you give to God, This monstrous thing distorted and soul-quenched? How will you ever straighten up this shape ; Touch it again with immortality; Give back the upward looking and the light ; Rebuild in it the music and the dream; Make right the immemorial infamies, Perfidious wrongs, immedicable woes?
Pagina 14 - How will you ever straighten up this shape; Touch it again with immortality; Give back the upward looking and the light; Rebuild in it the music and the dream; Make right the immemorial infamies, Perfidious wrongs, immedicable woes?
Pagina 14 - O masters, lords, and rulers in all lands, How will the Future reckon with this Man? How answer his brute question in that hour When whirlwinds of rebellion shake all shores? How will it be with kingdoms and with kings — With those who shaped him to the thing he is — When this dumb Terror shall rise to judge the world, After the silence of the centuries?
Pagina 17 - The crest and crowning of all good, Life's final star is brotherhood, For it will bring again to earth Her long-lost poesy and mirth ; Will send new light on every face, A kingly power upon the race. And till it come, we men are slaves, And travel downward to the dust of graves.
Pagina 13 - God made man in His own image, in the image of God made He him." — Genesis. Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans Upon his hoe and gazes on the ground, The emptiness of ages in his face, And on his back the burden of the world. Who made him dead to rapture and despair, A thing that grieves not and that never hopes, Stolid and stunned, a brother to the ox?
Pagina 88 - THE INVISIBLE BRIDE THE low-voiced girls that go In gardens of the Lord, Like flowers of the field they grow In sisterly accord. Their whispering feet are white Along the leafy ways; They go in whirls of light Too beautiful for praise. And in their band forsooth Is one to set me free— The one that touched my youth— The one God gave to me. She kindles the desire Whereby the gods survive— The white ideal fire That keeps my soul alive. Now at the wondrous hour, She leaves her star supreme, And...
Pagina 15 - With all her mourning doves about her head, Sat rocking on an ancient road of Hell, Withered and eyeless, chanting to the moon Snatches of song they sang to her of old Upon the lighted roofs of Nineveh. And then her voice rang out with rattling laugh: "The bugles! they are crying back again — Bugles that broke the nights of Babylon, And then went crying on through Nineveh.
Pagina 14 - Down all the caverns of Hell to their last gulf There is no shape more terrible than this — More tongued with censure of the world's blind greed — More filled with signs and portents for the soul — More packt with danger to the universe.
Pagina 17 - Come, clear the way, then, clear the way: Blind creeds and kings have had their day. Break the dead branches from the path: Our hope is in the aftermath — Our hope is in heroic men, Star-led to build the world again. To this event the ages ran: Make way for Brotherhood — make way for Man.
Pagina 87 - Grind on, 0 cities, grind: I leave you a blur behind. I am lifted elate — the skies expand : Here the world's heaped gold is a pile of sand. Let them weary and work in their narrow walls: I ride with the voices of waterfalls!