Naught, I hear thee say, Can fill the greedy eye: Yet a little clay Will fill it bye-and-bye. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO AN INTRA-MURAL RAT by MARIANNE MOORE A POEM FROM THE EDGE OF AMERICA by JAMES GALVIN FOR REMEMBERING HOW TO LIVE WITHOUT YOU by JAMES GALVIN VOLUPTAS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON TO -, WITH A ROSE by SIDNEY LANIER |