Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, FEAR, by FRANCIS GARDNER CLOUGH



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FEAR, by            
First Line: Again, I see about me, men who fear
Last Line: Have rhymed our fears with everything we do.
Alternate Author Name(s): Clough, F. Gardner
Subject(s): Fear; Sonnet (as Literary Form)


Again, I see about me, men who fear
To lose their petty jobs, men who are caught
In commerce, where each battle that is fought
Is endless, where success is always near,
Yet never reached; -- at times these men appear --
Not as less certain than the bards who sing
Uncertain themes that art would ever bring
To prove its songs on time's selective ear;
But rather, as determined men who try, --
Each little, and bewildered mother's son, --
To save one minute before their years are done,
To gain one inch in all the miles they fly:
For we who boast the alien arts, -- we too,
Have rhymed our fears with everything we do.





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