Once there came a man Who said, "Range me all men of the world in rows." And instantly There was terrific clamour among the people Against being ranged in rows. There was a loud quarrel, world-wide. It endured for ages; And blood was shed By those who would not stand in rows, And by those who pined to stand in rows. Eventually, the man went to death, weeping. And those who staid in bloody scuffle Knew not the great simplicity. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LAUGHERS by LOUIS UNTERMEYER ODE ON THE POPULAR SUPERSTITIONS OF THE HIGHLANDS OF SCOTLAND by WILLIAM COLLINS (1721-1759) WHEN HE WOULD HAVE HIS VERSES READ by ROBERT HERRICK YOU LINGERING SPARSE LEAVES OF ME by WALT WHITMAN PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 27. AS-SAMI'H by EDWIN ARNOLD EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 22. 'TIS HONOURABLE TO BE LOVE'S MARTYR by PHILIP AYRES |