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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BEGGARS, by BESSIE MAAS ROWE
First Line: Like eve I coveted untasted things
Last Line: His, but a twisted body in the rain.
Subject(s): Begging & Beggars
First Line: Like eve I coveted untasted things
Last Line: His, but a twisted body in the rain.
Subject(s): Begging & Beggars
Like Eve I coveted untasted things,
To travel far in distant, magic lands;
I craved the easy comfort fortune brings,
And cursed the rings of bondage on my hands.
I felt disheartened, discontented, poor,
And railed at fate, that I should lack so much;
A beggar knocked upon my kitchen door,
A crippled beggar, leaning on a crutch.
Great flecks of sleet were clinging to his beard,
As humbly this poor beggar bowed his head;
The hopeless tears of age his eyelids seared,
"I roved the earth, and now I plead for bread."
Mine was a beggared soul, conjuring pain,
His, but a twisted body in the rain.
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