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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE HUMAN PLAN, by CHARLES HENRY CRANDALL First Line: Child, weary of thy baubles of today Last Line: But, after all, what may be heaven indeed? | |||
CHILD, weary of thy baubles of to-day -- Child with the golden or the silver hair -- Say, how wouldst thou have built creation's stair, Hadst thou been free to have thy puny way? Could thy intelligence have shot the ray That lit the universe of upper air? Wouldst thou have bid the surging stars to dare Their glorious flight and never stop nor stay? Yet, casting on this life thy weak disdain, Thou triest to guess thy lot in loftier places, To draw the heaven of our human need; A door of rest, a flash of wings, a strain Of 'trancing music, and the long-lost faces! But, after all, what may be Heaven indeed? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CALL OF THE STREAM by CHARLES HENRY CRANDALL THE CINDER PATH by CHARLES HENRY CRANDALL WITH LILACS by CHARLES HENRY CRANDALL ELIOT'S OAK; SONNET by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: MRS. BENJAMIN PANTIER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS TO MY FIRST LOVE, MY MOTHER by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE ANGLER'S WISH by IZAAK WALTON THE TRIUMPH OF MELANCHOLY by JAMES BEATTIE THE DEEPS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE FESTUBERT SHRINE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE WANDERER: 2. IN FRANCE: TERRA INCOGNITA by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |
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