Mary E Fullerton

(1868 - 1946)

Mary E Fullerton Poems

1. A Man's A Sliding Mood 1/1/2004
2. The Skull 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Mary E Fullerton

The Skull

O BOWL that held the hot imprisoned fire,
Cup where the sacred essence used to burn—
That fluent essence that shall ne’er return—
Old home of Aspiration and Desire:
What art thou now to honour and admire?
A thing inconsequential one might spurn,
Thou art not e’en the scattered ashes’ urn;—
Husk of the spirit that shall not expire.

Thou cage and shell of ancient busy Thought,
Nurse-house of Soul, the domicile of him
Long fled thy osseous walls that Nature wrought
To please proud Time’s caprice and passing whim; ...

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