Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY LITTLE TASK, by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON Poet's Biography First Line: I throw a guess out here or there Last Line: This is the most that I may do. Alternate Author Name(s): Leigh, Arbor; Guggenberger, Mrs. Ignatz; Bevington, L. S. Subject(s): Poetry & Poets | ||||||||
I THROW a guess out here or there, I breathe a hope into the air, I feel a dumbness like a prayer. What, with this fenced human mind, What can I do to help my kind? I such a stammerer, they so blind! Nothing; save through the single gate Of utterance throw my little weight To swell the praise of what is great. Nothing; save in my every song Heap cold discredit on the wrong, And cheer the march of right along. And when I hear the lark's pure mirth, Or see sweet flowers gladden earth, Sing forth the mood that feels their worth. Or when a bitter woe in me Is healed by tender sympathy, To let the healing songful be. So add what force a singer may, To ring opinion's echoing sway A few chords mellower day by day. Through chiming all that's pure and true, Through hymning steadfast love anew, This is the most that I may do. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVY OF OTHER PEOPLE'S POEMS by ROBERT HASS THE NINETEENTH CENTURY AS A SONG by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 192 by LYN HEJINIAN LET ME TELL YOU WHAT A POEM BRINGS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JUNE JOURNALS 6/25/88 by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA FOLLOW ROZEWICZ by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB EGOISME A DEUX' by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON |
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