We search the world for truth, We cull the good, the pure, the beautiful, From graven stone and written scroll, From the old flower-fields of the soul, And, weary seekers for the best, We come back laden from our quest, To find that all the sages said Is in the Book our mothers read. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE POOR by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS PSALM 8. MAN'S PLACE IN CREATION by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE YOUTH AND CUPID by ELIZABETH I GROWING OLD by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE THE BELLS OF SAN BLAS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW FATHER LAND AND MOTHER TONGUE by SAMUEL LOVER FIRST-DAY THOUGHTS by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER |