Poems
Poems
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Why, even I, Sitting in this bare chamber with my thoughts, Am richer than ye all, despite your bales, Your streets of warehouses, your mighty mills, Each booming like a world faint heard in space ; Your ships; unwilling fires, that day and night Writhe in your service seven years, then die Without one taste of peace. Do ye believe AN EVENING AT HOME. 163 A simple primrose on a grassy bank Forth-peeping to the sun, a wild bird's nest, The great orb dying in a ring of clouds, — Like hoary Jacob ...'mong his waiting sons, — The rising moon, and the young stars of God, Are things to love ! With these my soul is brimmed ; With a diviner and serener joy Than all thy heaven of money-bags can bring Thy dry heart, Worldling !
The terror-stricken rain Flings itself wildly on the window-panes, Imploring shelter from the chasing wind. Alas! to-nijrht in this wide waste' of streets It beats on human limbs as well as walls ! God led Eve forth into the empty world From Paradise. Could our great Mother come And see her children now, what sight were worst, A worker woke by cruel Day, the while A kind dream feeds with sweetest phantom-bread Him and his famished ones; or, when the Wind, With shuddering fingers, draws the veil of smoke, And scares her with a battle's bleeding face ?
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Why, even I, Sitting in this bare chamber with my thoughts, Am richer than ye all, despite your bales, Your streets of warehouses, your mighty mills, Each booming like a world faint heard in space ; Your ships; unwilling fires, that day and night Writhe in your service seven years, then die Without one taste of peace. Do ye believe AN EVENING AT HOME. 163 A simple primrose on a grassy bank Forth-peeping to the sun, a wild bird's nest, The great orb dying in a ring of clouds, — Like hoary Jacob ...'mong his waiting sons, — The rising moon, and the young stars of God, Are things to love ! With these my soul is brimmed ; With a diviner and serener joy Than all thy heaven of money-bags can bring Thy dry heart, Worldling !
The terror-stricken rain Flings itself wildly on the window-panes, Imploring shelter from the chasing wind. Alas! to-nijrht in this wide waste' of streets It beats on human limbs as well as walls ! God led Eve forth into the empty world From Paradise. Could our great Mother come And see her children now, what sight were worst, A worker woke by cruel Day, the while A kind dream feeds with sweetest phantom-bread Him and his famished ones; or, when the Wind, With shuddering fingers, draws the veil of smoke, And scares her with a battle's bleeding face ?
What to read after Poems?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Smith Alexander to read onlineMoreLess
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