The body grows outside, The more convenient way, That if the spirit like to hide, Its temple stands alway Ajar, secure, inviting; It never did betray The soul that asked its shelter In timid honesty 10055163 The Bone that has no Marrow, What Ultimate for that? It is not fit for Table For Beggar or for Cat. A Bone has obligations - A Being has the same - A Marrowless Assembly Is culpabler than shame. But how shall finished Creatures A function fresh obtain? Old Nicodemus' Phantom Confronting us again! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ARE THE CHILDREN AT HOME? by MARGARET ELIZABETH MUNSON SANGSTER THE STEAM-ENGINE: CANTO 6. ON THE CORK PACKET, 1837 by T. BAKER IN MEMORIAM, A.H. by MAURICE BARING ORNAMENTATIONS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN NE'ER SHALL I FORGET by WILLIAM GOLDSMITH BROWN SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 37 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |