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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TWO HELPERS, by MARY RUSSELL BARTLETT
First Line: One climbed, a comrade, up my garret stair
Last Line: The strength of god that bore my spirit through.
Subject(s): Wellesley College
First Line: One climbed, a comrade, up my garret stair
Last Line: The strength of god that bore my spirit through.
Subject(s): Wellesley College
ONE climbed, a comrade, up my garret stair
And shared his own crust with the struggler there,
Yet dashed, with thoughtless gesture, to the ground
The last dear cup of hope my soul had found.
From worlds beyond my world the other came.
He brought no bread to stay the sinking frame,
Yet from his eyes, like founts of life, I drew
The strength of God that bore my spirit through.
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