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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FOR STURDY FEET, by A. DOROTHEA BATES First Line: There is too much of life that is too sweet Last Line: Paths are made rough by god for sturdy feet. | |||
There is too much of life that is too sweet: The trees that drip with creeping strength; the birds Too mad in springtime ecstasy to meet The steady notes of calmer lays; lush words Of love that bubble from full hearts; blue skies Too deep and clear for permanence; a sun Too bright, before whose range man's fancy lies Asleep, in stupor before the race is done. Across my head and face I ask the sweat Of toil -- hot sweat; the sweat of agony -- Cold sweat; across my eyes the cold and wet Of tears. Let struggle, pain, encompass me. There is too much of life that is too sweet; Paths are made rough by God for sturdy feet. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ADAM AND HIS FATHER by KAREN SWENSON MATER IN EXTREMIS by JEAN STARR UNTERMEYER THE BIRDS: THE HOOPOE'S CALL TO HIS WIFE PROCNE, THE NIGHTINGALE by ARISTOPHANES TO HIS WORSHIPFULL GOOD FRIEND, MAISTER JOHN STEVENTON by RICHARD BARNFIELD SONNET: 1 by GWENDOLYN B. BENNETT MOUNT RUSHMORE by CHARLOTTE LOUISE BERTLESEN PURIM, 1900 by ALICE D. BRAHAM |
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