Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE TITANIC PYGMY, by ROBERT HUGH MORRIS


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THE TITANIC PYGMY, by                    
First Line: Lord, we have boasted we are wise
Last Line: And trav'lers to the unseen shore.
Subject(s): Disasters; Humility; Ships & Shipping; Shipwrecks; Titanic (ship); Vanity; Worship


Lord, we have boasted we are wise;
We comb the clouds with surcharged wires,
And borrow their electric fans—
We snatch our message from the skies.

And, Lord, we boasted we are strong;
Our ships we build of fire-tried steel,
A million rivets bind the keel—
Two million more the hulk along.

We boasted, Lord, that we are swiftl
We shoot like sea-birds o'er the waves
No matter how the wind behaves,
An into port we calmly drift.

And lo! this warning from the sea
That wisdom is but loaned to man,
And that since first the world began
All might and power belong to Thee.

Swift are our titans; swifter far
Than twinkling eye or quick-caught breath
That messenger whom we call death
Came riding in his noiseless car.

Great God, teach us to boast no more;
We have no wisdom and no might—
We are but pilgrims of a night
And trav'lers to the unseen shore.





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