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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A PARABLE, by THEODOSIA (PICKERING) GARRISON Poet's Biography First Line: One had the marble ready to his hand Last Line: "behold! I did my best; whose then the blame?" Alternate Author Name(s): Faulks, Frederick J., Mrs. Subject(s): Poetry & Poets | |||
ONE had the marble ready to his hand, And cunning instruments to cut and shape, And made a form of beauty and command. And one toiled wearily, long day by day, With nothing for his tools but naked hands, And nothing for his work but common clay. And all men bowed before the marble form, And hailed him master who had done this thing; And at the clay they mocked with jest and scorn. And one walked proudly, crowned with men's acclaim; And one sat sullen, muttering in his beard, "Behold! I did my best; whose then the blame?" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVY OF OTHER PEOPLE'S POEMS by ROBERT HASS THE NINETEENTH CENTURY AS A SONG by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 192 by LYN HEJINIAN LET ME TELL YOU WHAT A POEM BRINGS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JUNE JOURNALS 6/25/88 by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA FOLLOW ROZEWICZ by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB A BOOK OF CELTIC VERSE (TO SEUMAS MACMANUS) by THEODOSIA (PICKERING) GARRISON |
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