In time you shall see Fate approach youIn the shape of your own image in the mirror;Or you shall sit alone by your own hearth,And suddenly the chair by you shall hold a guest,And you shall know that guest,And read the authentic message of his eyes.
Where are Elmer, Herman, Bert,Tom and Charley, The weak of will, the strong of arm, the clown, the boozer, the fighter? All, all, are sleeping on the hill.Edgar Lee Masters
Why, a moral truth is a hollow tooth Which must be propped with gold.Edgar Lee Masters
Your eight-page paperbehind which you huddle, Bawling through the megaphone of big type: 'This is I, the giant.'Edgar Lee Masters
Blind as I was, I tried to get outAs the carriage fell in the ditch,And was caught in the wheels and killed.Edgar Lee Masters
Go by reverently, and read with sober careHow a great people, riding with defiant shoutsThe centaur of Revolution,Spurred and whipped to frenzy,Shook with terror, seeing the mist of the seaOver the precipice they were nearing,And fell from his back in precipitate aweTo celebrate the Feast of the Supreme Being.Edgar Lee Masters
The soul of the river had entered my soul, And the gathered power of my soul was moving So swiftly, it seemed to be at rest Under cities of cloud and under Spheres of silver and changing worlds Until I saw a flash of trumpets Above the battlements over Time!Edgar Lee Masters
The dust's for crawling, heaven's for flying, Wherefore, O Soul, whose wings are grown, Soar upward to the sun!Edgar Lee Masters