Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE SECEDERS: 1, by CHRISTOPHER PEARSE CRANCH



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First Line: Far from the pure castalian fount our feet
Last Line: They fall on us as rain on logs and stones.
Subject(s): Beauty; Life; Love; Truth


FAR from the pure Castalian fount our feet
Have strayed away where daily we unlearn
How Truth is one with Beauty. For we turn
No more to hear the strains we sprang to greet
When we were young, and love and life were sweet
Before the world had taught us how to earn
Its baser wealth, and from our doors to spurn
The Muse like some poor vagabond and cheat.
For we are young, and did not see the baits
That in the distance lured us down the roads
Where Toil and Care and Doubt, those lurking fates,
Subdued our pliant backs to alien loads;
Till long since deadened to the Poet's tones,
They fall on us as rain on logs and stones.





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