Sam Walter Foss
Sam Walter Foss Poems
- The Calf-Path One day, through the primeval wood, A calf ...
- The House By The Side Of The R... There are hermit souls that...
- The Ideal Husband To His Wife We've lived for forty years, ...
- An Informal Prayer -- The Pray...
- The Town Of Hay THE TOWN of Hay is far away, The town of Hay...
- Odium Theologicum I They met and they talked where the ...
- Business 'How is business?' asks the young man of the Spirit ...
Sam Walter Foss was a librarian and poet whose works included The House by the Side of the Road and The Coming American.
He was born in rural Candia, New Hampshire. Foss lost his mother at age four, worked on his father's farm and went to school in the winter. He graduated from Brown University in 1882, and would be considered illustrious enough to warrant having his name inscribed on the mace. Beginning in 1898, he served as librarian at the Somerville Public Library in Massachusetts. He married a minister's daughter, with whom he had a daughter and son. Foss used to write a poem a day for the newspapers, and his five volumes of collected poetry are of the frank and homely ... more »
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One day, through the primeval wood,
A calf walked home, as good calves should;
But made a trail all bent askew,
A crooked trail as all calves do.
Since then two hundred years have fled,
And, I infer, the calf is dead.
But still he left behind his trail,
And thereby hangs my moral tale.
The trail was taken up next day
By a lone dog that passed that way;
And then a wise bell-wether sheep
Pursued the trail o’er vale and steep,
And drew the flock behind him, too,
As good bell-wethers always do.
And from that day, o’er hill and glade,