James Whitcomb Riley

(7 October 1849 - 22 July 1916 / Greenfield, Indiana)

The Sphinx - Poem by James Whitcomb Riley

I know all about the Sphinx--
I know even what she thinks,
Staring with her stony eyes
Up forever at the skies.

For last night I dreamed that she
Told me all the mystery--
Why for aeons mute she sat--:
She was just cut out for that!

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 9, 2010

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