I SOUGHT immortality Here and there -- I sent my rockets Into the air: I gave my name A hostage to ink; I dined a critic And bought him drink. I spurned the weariness Of the flesh; Denied fatigue And began afresh -- If men knew all, How they would laugh! I even planned My epitaph.... And then one night When the dusk was thin I heard the nursery Rites begin: I heard the tender Soothings said Over a crib, and A small sweet head. Then in a flash It came to me That there was my Immortality! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: GEORGE GRAY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE COTTON CLUB by CLARENCE MAJOR BETRAND AND GOURGAUD TALK OVER OLD TIMES by EDGAR LEE MASTERS EPISTLE TO WILLIAM SIMPSON OF OCHILTREE by ROBERT BURNS GOD'S WORLD by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY THE SPOUSE TO THE BELOVED by WILLIAM BALDWIN INTRUSION by MAXWELL BODENHEIM |