Poems
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What choice of thine that thy unhappy sire, Held fast in Habit's grip, addled his brain With opium and gin ? Or that the swing.
Hung from the old oak tree, broke, and dropped Thee cruel on thy back? What choice of thine.
That thousand streams of circumstance com- bined To make thy mind an eddy?
But I must on. Yet not before I say How much I pity thee: before I say How well I know that thou, though sitting here In loneliness, dost, by thy patience brave And by attempts sublime to gain thy health....
Preach sermons of inestimable worth; For our afflictions, lately urgent, slink In shame when we know thine.
Digitized by Google And now another sister.
Thy sane day's not today, no, not today.
But weary years ago the last, — that day Thy weeping mother brought the cruel news.
Swooning and falling, thou struckest thy poor head With violence, and some dull neighbors thought 'Twas that mishap that wrought the greatest harm.
But — Each picture fair was painted but to fade: Each sound grew dulcet but to die away: Each balmy zephyr quickly veered and chilled: At last he came; thy reeling faith grew firm; Thy hope, thy love, thy all so largely placed In this true man, dying, — thou sank'st in ruin.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
What choice of thine that thy unhappy sire, Held fast in Habit's grip, addled his brain With opium and gin ? Or that the swing.
Hung from the old oak tree, broke, and dropped Thee cruel on thy back? What choice of thine.
That thousand streams of circumstance com- bined To make thy mind an eddy?
But I must on. Yet not before I say How much I pity thee: before I say How well I know that thou, though sitting here In loneliness, dost, by thy patience brave And by attempts sublime to gain thy health....
Preach sermons of inestimable worth; For our afflictions, lately urgent, slink In shame when we know thine.
Digitized by Google And now another sister.
Thy sane day's not today, no, not today.
But weary years ago the last, — that day Thy weeping mother brought the cruel news.
Swooning and falling, thou struckest thy poor head With violence, and some dull neighbors thought 'Twas that mishap that wrought the greatest harm.
But — Each picture fair was painted but to fade: Each sound grew dulcet but to die away: Each balmy zephyr quickly veered and chilled: At last he came; thy reeling faith grew firm; Thy hope, thy love, thy all so largely placed In this true man, dying, — thou sank'st in ruin.
What to read after Poems?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Wilfrid Earl Chase to read onlineMoreLess
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