Ambrose Bierce
Ambrose Bierce
(24 June 1842 - 26 December 1913 / Horse Cave Creek, Ohio)
Poems by Ambrose Bierce : 121 / 443
Arthur Mcewen - Poem by Ambrose Bierce
Posterity with all its eyes
Will come and view him where he lies.
Then, turning from the scene away
With a concerted shrug, will say:
'H'm, Scarabaeus Sisyphus
What interest has that to us?
We can't admire at all, at all,
A tumble-bug without its ball.'
And then a sage will rise and say:
'Good friends, you err-turn back, I pray:
This freak that you unwisely shun
Is bug and ball rolled into one.'
Poems by Ambrose Bierce : 121 / 443
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 27, 2012
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