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Griselda: a tragedy: and other poems

This book is a compilation of poems featuring a narrative poem centered around the tragic figure of Griselda. The collection may also include other poems that explore various themes and emotions. more

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Edwin Arnold
Edwin Arnold

Edwin Arnold, a British poet, was born on June 10, 1832, and died on March 24, 1904. His poetry was widely appreciated, particularly for his translation of Cervantes' 'Don Quixote'. more

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“The foolish ofttimes teach the wise: I strain too much this string of life, belike, Meaning to make such music as shall save. Mine eyes are dim now that they see the truth, My strength is waned now that my need is most; Would that I had such help as man must have, For I shall die, whose life was all men's hope.”

“Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours For one lone soul another lonely soul, Each choosing each through all the weary hours, And meeting strangely at one sudden goal, Then blend they, like green leaves with golden flowers, Into one beautiful and perfect whole; And life's long night is ended, and the way Lies open onward to eternal day.”

“Like a plank of driftwood Tossed on the watery main, Another plank encountered, Meets, touches, parts again; So tossed, and drifting ever, On life's unresting sea, Men meet, and greet, and sever, Parting eternally.”

“Pity and need Make all flesh kin. There in no caste in blood.”

“Those who travel heedlessly from place to place, observing only their distance from each other, and attending only to their accommodation at the inn at night, set out fools, and will certainly return so”