Illustrious fathers of the human race,
Of you, the song of your afflicted sons
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And thou from heaven's wrath, and ocean's waves, That bellowed round the cloud-capped mountain-tops, The sinful brood didst save; thou, unto whom, From the dark air and wave-encumbered hills, A great poem indeed. tony
Is it an advice or request: So lives, in California's forests vast, A happy race, whose life-blood is not drained
" And happiness a naked fugitive Before it drives, to earth's remotest bounds." A meaningful and thought provoking story poem. Well deserved classic poem of the day.
" Dark death upon them steals" ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Very well narrated with a touch of spirituality and hope and life and happiness........simply a brilliant piece10+++