Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE WORKMAN, by RICHARD DEHMEL First Line: We have a bed and we have a child Last Line: Time--that's all. Subject(s): Labor & Laborers; Work; Workers | ||||||||
We have a bed and we have a child, My wife! And work we've for two--all our own to call, And rain and the wind and the sunshine mild. We are lacking now but one thing small To be as free as the birds so wild: Time--that's all! When on Sundays through the fields we go, My child, And see how the swallows to and fro Are shooting over the grain-stalks tall, Oh, we lack not clothes, though our share is small, To be as fair as the birds so wild: Time--that's all. But time! We're scenting a tempest wild, We people! Eternity our own to call-- That's what we lack, my wife, my child, And all that blooms through us, the small, To make us gay as the birds so wild: Time--that's all. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFTER WORKING SIXTY HOURS AGAIN FOR WHAT REASON by HICOK. BOB DAY JOB AND NIGHT JOB by ANDREW HUDGINS BIXBY'S LANDING by ROBINSON JEFFERS ON BUILDING WITH STONE by ROBINSON JEFFERS LINES FROM A PLUTOCRATIC POETASTER TO A DITCH-DIGGER by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS IN CALIFORNIA: MORNING, EVENING, LATE JANUARY by DENISE LEVERTOV BEFORE THE STORM by RICHARD DEHMEL |
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