Many workmen Built a huge ball of masonry Upon a mountain-top. Then they went to the valley below, And turned to behold their work. "It is grand," they said; They loved the thing. Of a sudden, it moved: It came upon them swiftly; It crushed them all to blood. But some had opportunity to squeal. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BY THE POTOMAC by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH EPITAPH INTENDED FOR SIR ISAAC NEWTON, IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY by ALEXANDER POPE SIC VITA by HENRY DAVID THOREAU THE MORAL FABLES: THE FOX, THE WOLF, AND THE HUSBANDMAN by AESOP PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 64. AL-KAIYUM by EDWIN ARNOLD WHITE GRASS by ADA BAZZACCHINI |