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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON A PIECE OF UNWROUGHT PIPECLAY, by JOHN FREDERICK BRYANT Poet's Biography First Line: Rude mass of earth, from which with moiled hands Last Line: That threats my eyeballs with extinction dire! Subject(s): Fire; Genius; Science; Scientists | |||
RUDE mass of earth, from which with moilèd hands (Compulsive taught) the brittle tubes I form, Oft listless, while my vagrant fancy warm Roves (heedless of necessity's demands) Amid Parnassian bowers, or wishful eyes The flight of Genius, while sublime she soars Of moral truth in search, or earth explores, Or sails with Science through the starry skies: Yet must I own (unsightly clod) thy claim To my attention, for thou art my stead. When grows importunate the voice of need, And in the furnace thy last change I speed, Ah! then how eager do I urge the flame, How anxious watch thee mid that glowing fire, That threats my eyeballs with extinction dire! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...REACTIONARY ESSAY ON APPLIED SCIENCE by PHYLLIS MCGINLEY THE POLITICIAN OF THE IRISH EARLDOM by HILAIRE BELLOC AN AMERICAN SCENE by NORMAN DUBIE WHY WAIT FOR SCIENCE by ROBERT FROST DIXIT INSIPIENS by CAROLYN KIZER GLOBULE by ALICIA SUSKIN OSTRIKER SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: DIPPOLD THE OPTICIAN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |
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