IF I could have lived another year I could have finished my flying machine, And become rich and famous. Hence it is fitting the workman Who tried to chisel a dove for me Made it look more like a chicken. For what is it all but being hatched, And running about the yard, To the day of the block? Save that a man has an angel's brain, And sees the ax from the first! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OUTWARD BOUND by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE ANGEL, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE ENCOURAGED by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR WILLIE WINKIE by WILLIAM MILLER SONNET: 151 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE |