ONE MELODY
Bad verse at times I write, I know,
I'm read but little luckily,
Into a dying flame I blow,
Though laughs at me nobility.
At times a silent song I sing.
If bad the note, forgive me, pray,
A miner black to work I cling
From Saturday to Saturday.
In stormy times, when roaring sounds
The jam of thought and fantasy,
In dismal monotone abounds
For me the selfsame melody.
On my people's nape 's one dragon ill,
One fist about their throat is twirled;
And from my verses one dactyl,
One sorrow stares into the world.
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This work is in the public domain in the United States because it was published before January 1, 1927. The author died in 1973, so this work is also in the public domain in countries and areas where the copyright term is the author's life plus 30 years or less. This work may also be in the public domain in countries and areas with longer native copyright terms that apply the rule of the shorter term to foreign works. |