My all I carry with me everywhere: The presence of the Lord on land and sea, The love of dear ones close enfolding me, -- My patrimony, these; and, blest, I bear For pictures, eyes to which the world is fair; For book, the nearest thing, whate'er it be; For gold, the mind that scorns its sovereignty; For bed of ease, a soul God-freed from care. For work, I have the task that next me lies; For tools, I have my hands, my tongue, my brain; For comrades in my toil, the trees, the skies; And wide eternity is my domain! I'll not exchange the very least of these For all the wealth in all the lands and seas! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THEN AND NOW by CECIL DAY LEWIS THE RIVALS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON DISMAL MOMENT PASSING by CLARENCE MAJOR LITTLE BROTHER'S STORY by KATHERINE MANSFIELD SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: WILLIAM AND EMILY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |