Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Among The Rocks by Robert Browning


Oh, good gigantic smile o' the brown old earth, 
This autumn morning! How he sets his bones


To bask i' the sun, and thrusts out knees and feet 
For the ripple to run over in its mirth;


Listening the while, where on the heap of stones 
The white breast of the sea-lark twitters sweet.


That is the doctrine, simple, ancient, true; 
Such is life's trial, as old earth smiles and knows.


If you loved only what were worth your love, 
Love were clear gain, and wholly well for you:


Make the low nature better by your throes! 
Give earth yourself, go up for gain above!



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3 comments:

Joy said...

Love how you're adding the poetry, you crafty nephew!!

Wonder Man said...

the 2nd is hot

Mechadude2001 said...

I want to feel some of those power thrust.

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