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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE UNDER-DOG, by MARTHA TAYLOR
First Line: My whole life long I've been an under-dog
Last Line: And never know the thrill of seeking fame.
Subject(s): Under-dogs
First Line: My whole life long I've been an under-dog
Last Line: And never know the thrill of seeking fame.
Subject(s): Under-dogs
My whole life long I've been an under-dog
And learned thereby a compensating truth;
That seeking eyes, obscured by earthy fog,
Must come in time to scan the heights, forsooth,
For that clear vision that a soul requires
Lest it become inured to mud and slime;
And so each day this humble rut inspires
And leads me on to heights that are sublime.
Had I been placed by accident of birth
On some fair eminence above the rest
What need to climb? The great ones of the earth
By greatness born of gold or royal crest,
Have no incentive; they remain the same
And never know the thrill of seeking fame.
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