Gamaliel Bradford (9 October 1863 - 11 April 1932 / Boston, Massachusetts)
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Poems by Gamaliel Bradford : 3 / 42
Ardor
Others make verses of grace.
Mine are all muscle and sinew.
Others can picture your face.
But I all the tumult within you.
Others can give you delight,
And delight I confess is worth giving.
But my songs must tickle and bite
And burn with the ardor of living
Gamaliel Bradford
Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003
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Poems by Gamaliel Bradford : 3 / 42
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