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Give me truths,
For I am weary of the surfaces,
And die of inanition. If I knew
Only the herbs and simples of the wood,
Rue, cinquefoil, gill, vervain, and pimpernel,
Blue-vetch, and trillium, hawkweed, sassafras,
Milkweeds, and murky brakes, quaint pipes and sundew,
And rare and virtuous roots, which in these woods
Draw untold juices from the common earth,
Untold, unknown, and I could surely spell
Their fragrance, and their chemistry apply
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Ratnakar Mandlik 24 July 2019
" Give me truths, For I am weary of the surfaces" A great composition crafted by a master craftsman.
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Edward Kofi Louis 24 July 2019
The cut he makes! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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ferdous 24 July 2019
Am I the one in particular who discovers it somewhat irritating that her holding the board turned into an image yet practically none of them incorporate the count? http: //www.4cashpath.com/
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Julia Luber 24 July 2019
By sweet affinities to human flesh: says it all
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Kumarmani Mahakul 24 July 2019
Clouds shade the sun, which will not tan our hay. And nothing thrives to reach its natural term, And life, shorn of its venerable length, .......touching expression with nice theme. Beautiful poem.
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Aniruddha Pathak 24 July 2019
Give me truths, For I am weary of the surfaces, .. Ah what a lovely opening line! The truth is where the roots are, all else is peripheral blight. Beautiful
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Adeeb Alfateh 24 July 2019
And life, shorn of its venerable length, Even at its greatest space, is a defeat, And dies in anger that it was a dupe, beautiful and great 10++++++++++
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Bernard F. Asuncion 24 July 2019
A well written poem by Ralph Waldo Emerson....
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