OH many times did Ernest Hyde and I Argue about the freedom of the will. My favorite metaphor was Prickett's cow Roped out to grass, and free you know as far As the length of the rope. One day while arguing so, watching the cow Pull at the rope to get beyond the circle Which she had eaten bare, Out came the stake, and tossing up her head, She ran for us. "What's that, free-will or what?" said Ernest, running. I fell just as she gored me to my death. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FETES GALANTES: MANDOLINE by PAUL VERLAINE DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: THE SLIGHT AND DEGENERATE NATURE OF MAN by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES FRAGMENT by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES MERCHANTS FROM CATHAY by WILLIAM ROSE BENET PSALM 119 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE PSALM 83 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |