For my neighbour Ile not know, Whether high he builds or no: Onely this Ile look upon, Firm be my foundation. Sound, or unsound, let it be; 'Tis the lot ordain'd for me. He who to the ground do's fall, Has not whence to sink at all. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PLANTATION CHILD'S LULLABY by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR MONTEREY [SEPTEMBER 23, 1846] by CHARLES FENNO HOFFMAN THE LEADEN-EYED by NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY SING-SONG; A NURSERY RHYME BOOK: 50 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI PRAYER AFTER YOUTH by MAXWELL ANDERSON ON VENUS ARISING FROM THE SEA by ANTIPATER OF SIDON |