THINK not that that which is growing inside you as you battle with these words is for a few months or years, Or that it will find its rest and satisfaction in the things for which the world is so busy striving. Food ease lust knowledge fame—'twill pasture up as nonchalantly as a dog, and look in your face for more. They shall not satisfy it. The list of all the things that can be named shall not satisfy it. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TALES OF A WAYSIDE INN: THE FIRST DAY: PRELUDE. THE WAYSIDE INN by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 12 by OMAR KHAYYAM VERSES TO MR. C by ALEXANDER POPE THE FLIGHT OF THE GEESE by CHARLES GEORGE DOUGLAS ROBERTS MUTABILITY (2) by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY |