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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EGOTISM, by EDWARD SANDFORD MARTIN Poet's Biography First Line: Without him still this whirling earth Last Line: For I am he, and he is I. | |||
WITHOUT him still this whirling earth Might spin its course around the sun, And death still dog the heels of birth, And life be lived, and duty done. Without him let the rapt earth dree What doom its twin rotations earn; Whither or whence, are naught to me, Save as his being they concern. Comets may crash, or inner fire Burn out and leave an arid crust, Or earth may lose Cohesion's tire, And melt to planetary dust. It's naught to me if he 's not here, I'll not lament, nor even sigh; I shall not feel the jar, nor fear, For I am he, and he is I. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A LITTLE BROTHER OF THE RICH by EDWARD SANDFORD MARTIN BY THE EVENING FIRE by EDWARD SANDFORD MARTIN EPITHALAMIUM by EDWARD SANDFORD MARTIN FUIT ILIUM by EDWARD SANDFORD MARTIN INFIRM by EDWARD SANDFORD MARTIN PROCUL NEGOTIIS by EDWARD SANDFORD MARTIN TO A LOUSE, ON SEEING ONE ON A LADY'S BONNET AT CHURCH by ROBERT BURNS THE CHURCH FLOORE by GEORGE HERBERT |
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