Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, COMPENSATION, by WILLIAM ELLERY LEONARD



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COMPENSATION, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: I know the sorrows of the last abyss
Last Line: Who suffered ill and had the gift to speak.


I know the sorrows of the last abyss:
I walked the cold black pools without a star;
I lay on rock of unseen flint and spar;
I heard the execrable serpent hiss;
I dreamed of sun, fruit-tree, and virgin's kiss;
I woke alone with midnight near and far,
And everlasting hunger, keen to mar;
But I arose, and my reward is this:
I am no more one more amid the throng:
Though name be naught, and lips forever weak,
I seem to know at last of mighty song;
And with no blush, no tremor on the cheek,
I do claim consort with the great and strong
Who suffered ill and had the gift to speak.








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