This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1889 Excerpt: ...manhood came, And with it sense of right and wrong; I saw 'twas better to be just, Than, lacking justice, brave and strong. With thoughts of peace and words of love, In future let my mind bo stored; To Justice, friend of all mankind, I dedicate my father's sword. A MODERN INFERNO. A REALISTIC POEM. Bring me pigments ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1889 Excerpt: ...manhood came, And with it sense of right and wrong; I saw 'twas better to be just, Than, lacking justice, brave and strong. With thoughts of peace and words of love, In future let my mind bo stored; To Justice, friend of all mankind, I dedicate my father's sword. A MODERN INFERNO. A REALISTIC POEM. Bring me pigments dark and deep, The shadow that Rembrandt wove: The infernal tints of a demon brush That shall keep out the light of love--The deep green tints and the crimson hues Of a sacrificial grove! Give me the power of Dante's pen, The force of a fiend inspired, And let me picture that horrid court Where Famine and sin conspired, Where clods of men from a horrid den, Howl blasphemies untired. Shut out all human sympathy That would throw a glamour o'er me, And cause me to picture a fairer scone Than that which mine eyes can see; I Want to startle the World with sin, And must be stern and free! 1 want no softening shades to blend When ruggedness tells the tale; No pencil tipped with eiderdown To cover the truth with a veil; My story should harrow the souls of men, And turn the strongest pale. No matter how dark be my deepest shade, A darker must linger beneath; The laugh I am stretching my hand to paint, Must come with a poisonous breath; The smile that 1 place on Delilah's cheek, Must wither and scorch like death. 'Tis the dwelliug spot of an outcast race, In the midst of a Christian land, Which the Spirit of Evil long ago Subdued with her mighty wand--Where every living soul is marked With an everlasting brand! 'Tis a refuge where idleness loves to dwell, A duct of infernal slime; The leper ground of a doomed race, The nestling place of crime--Where clansmen tryst with robber chiefs Of kindred race and clime! M "lis a spot where the light of a Christ...
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Add this copy of The Last Idler and Other Poems to cart. $42.69, good condition, Sold by Bonita rated 4.0 out of 5 stars, ships from Newport Coast, CA, UNITED STATES, published 2010 by Nabu Press.
Add this copy of The Last Idler and Other Poems to cart. $56.29, good condition, Sold by Bonita rated 4.0 out of 5 stars, ships from Newport Coast, CA, UNITED STATES, published 2015 by Palala Press.