Treasure Island

Ernest Hemingway

(21 July 1899 - 2 July 1961 / Oak Park, Illinois)

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For we have thought the larger thoughts
And gone the shorter way.
And we have danced to devil's tunes,
Shivering home to pray;
To serve one master in the night,
Another in the day.

Submitted: Tuesday, August 31, 2010

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  • Prasanth K Jose (7/23/2014 1:41:00 AM)

    CHAPTER HEADING BY E.M.Hemingway is a poem written on how crooked and waywardly ways can employees accept to gain maximum profit.Here the workers chose the shortest and the evil way and they danced to the tune of the devil.They obey one master in the day and another in the night.Even today people try to go through evil ways and dance to the tunes of the devil himself to get profit and generate income.Hence the poem holds contemporary relevance. (Report) Reply

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