I see my plaint with open ears Is heard, alas, and laughing eyes. I see that scorn beholds my tears And all the harm hap can devise. I see my life away so wears That I myself myself despise. And most of all wherewith I strive Is that I see myself alive. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO THE ROCK THAT WILL BE A CORNERSTONE OF THE HOUSE by ROBINSON JEFFERS DOMESDAY BOOK: ANTON SOSNOWSKI by EDGAR LEE MASTERS GOD AND MY COUNTRY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: WILLIAM JONES by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |