Clarence Darrow Poem by Edgar Lee Masters

Clarence Darrow

Rating: 2.7


This is Darrow,
Inadequately scrawled, with his young, old heart,
And his drawl, and his infinite paradox
And his sadness, and kindness,
And his artist sense that drives him to shape his life
To something harmonious, even against the schemes of God.

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Edgar Lee Masters

Edgar Lee Masters

Kansas / United States
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