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It Can Be Done Poems of Inspiration

It Can Be Done Poems of Inspiration

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General Poetry

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ISBN10: 1153632063
ISBN13: 9781153632065
Publisher: General Books
Pages: 180
Weight: 0.60
Height: 0.41 Width: 9.01 Depth: 5.98
Language: English
Excerpt: ... for the breathless runner, The eager, anxious soul, Who falls with his strength exhausted. Almost in sight of the goal; For the hearts that break in silence, With a sorrow all unknown, For those who need companions, Yet walk their ways alone. There are songs enough for the lovers Who share love's tender pain, I sing for the one whose passion Is given all in vain. For those whose spirit comrades Have missed them on their way, I sing, with a heart o'erflowing, This minor strain to-day. And I know the Solar system Must somewhere keep in space A prize for that spent runner Who barely lost the race. For the plan would be imperfect Unless it held some sphere That paid for the toil and talent And love that are wasted here. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. From Picked Poems. LET ME LIVE OUT MY YEARS We speak of the comforts and ease of old age, but our noblest selves do not really desire them. We want to do more than exist. We want to be alive to the very last. Let me live out my years in heat of blood! Let me die drunken with the dreamer's wine! Let me not see this soul-house built of mud Go toppling to the dust-a vacant shrine! Let me go quickly like a candle light Snuffed out just at the heyday of its glow! Give me high noon-and let it then be night! Thus would I go. And grant that when I face the grisly Thing, My song may triumph down the gray Perhaps! Let me be as a tuneswept fiddlestring That feels the Master Melody-and snaps. John G. Neihardt From The Quest (collected lyrics). COLUMBUS This poem pictures courage and high resolution. To the terrors of an unknown sea and the mutinous dismay of the sailors Columbus has but two things to oppose-his faith and his unflinching will. But these suffice, as they always do. In the last four lines of the poem is a...

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