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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PURPOSE, by JOHN JAMES PIATT First Line: Strong in thy steadfast purpose, be Last Line: His prow is always there! | |||
STRONG in thy steadfast purpose, be Like some brave master of the sea, Whose keel, by Titan pulses quickened, knows His will where'er he goes. Some isle, palm-roofed, in spiced Pacific air He seeks -- though solitary zones apart, Its place long fixed on his deep-studied chart. Fierce winds, your wild confusion make! Waves, wroth with tide and tempest, shake His iron-wrought hull aside! However driven, to that far island fair (His compass not more faithful than his heart) He makes his path the ocean wide -- His prow is always there! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DEAR PRESIDENT by JOHN JAMES PIATT LEAVES AT MY WINDOW by JOHN JAMES PIATT THE CHILD IN THE STREET by JOHN JAMES PIATT THE GUERDON by JOHN JAMES PIATT THE LOST GENIUS by JOHN JAMES PIATT THE MOWER IN OHIO by JOHN JAMES PIATT THE ROSE AND THE ROOT by JOHN JAMES PIATT TO ABRAHAM LINCOLN by JOHN JAMES PIATT TORCH-LIGHT IN AUTUM by JOHN JAMES PIATT |
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