Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE WARRIOR (A CHANT FOR DANCING), by FLORENCE CECILIA ROBERTS
First Line: From beast unto mankind
Last Line: Tis myself! 'tis man!
From beast unto mankind,
Invincible I climbed,
From caveman unto now
The ages stretch, an endless span,
Littered with foes o'ercome.
First the elements I defied,
Then I beat ravening brutes from my side,
And I conquered heat and cold,
And I mastered gloom and night,
And the soil and the seasons
I enslaved to my might.
Space unto my chariot wheel I chained
Then a thousand lesser enemies I tamed,
Till Disease itself did yield unto my sway.
Now, of all that barred my way
When I long ago began,
One foe, only one foe remains;
'Tis myself! 'Tis Man!
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