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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MINE THE GROUND, by MILDRED BOWERS First Line: If what you seek is that austere estate Last Line: Blame not the hummingbird that seeks a flower. Alternate Author Name(s): Armstrong, John, Mrs.; Armstrong, Mildred Bowers | |||
If what you seek is that austere estate, Pinioned, and cast in bronze, and laurel crowned, Let me resign you, then, to your cold fate -- Yours be the pinnacle, and mine the ground. But should you, tiring of the heights, descend To the level of my eyes, then look and see The light that you, yourself, have lit, my friend -- And do not smile, and do not pity me. You are the one I met when hope was gone. You are the one who set me on my way Singing, and not afraid, and dancing on The nettles of life as though to live were play. If I extract a pleasure from this hour, Blame not the hummingbird that seeks a flower. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ISLAND OF THE SCOTS by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN PRAYER by EVGENY ABRAMOVICH BARATYNSKY ON THE KING'S ILLNESS by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD S. JOHN BAPTIST by JOSEPH BEAUMONT AN IRISH FANTASY by JOHN FRANKLIN BLUNT A WOMAN'S SONNETS: 4 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE STRICKEN HART by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |
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