Voice on the wind and other poems / by Madison Cawein [electronic text]
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Voice on the wind and other poems / by Madison Cawein [electronic text]
Author
Cawein, Madison Julius, 1865-1914
Publication
Louisville, Ky.: John P. Morton & Company
1902
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PESSIMIST
There is never a thing we dream or doBut was dreamed and done in the ages gone;Everything's old; there is nothing that's new,And so it will be while the world goes on.
The thoughts we think have been thought before;The deeds we do have long been done;We pride ourselves on our love and loreAnd both are as old as the moon and sun.
We strive and struggle and swink and sweat,And the end for each is one and the same;Time and the sun and the frost and wetWill wear from its pillar the greatest name.
No answer comes for our prayer or curse,No word replies though we shriek in air;Ever the taciturn universeStretches unchanged for our curse or prayer.
With our mind's small light in the dark we crawl,—Glow-worm glimmers that creep about,—Till the Power that shaped us, over us allPoises His foot and treads us out.
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Unasked He fashions us out of clay,A little water, a little dust,And then in our holes He thrusts us away,With never a word, to rot and rust.
'Tis a sorry play with a sorry plot,This life of hate and of lust and pain,Where we play our parts and are soon forgot,And all that we do is done in vain.
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