Isabel Ecclestone Mackay

(25 November 1875 – 15 August 1928 / Canada)

Inheritance - Poem by Isabel Ecclestone Mackay

THERE lived a man who raised his hand and said,
'I will be great!'
And through a long, long life he bravely knocked
At Fame's closed gate.

A son he left who, like his sire, strove
High place to win;--
Worn out, he died and, dying, left no trace
That he had been.

He also left a son, who, without care
Or planning how,
Bore the fair letters of a deathless fame
Upon his brow.

'Behold a genius, filled with fire divine!'
The people cried;
Not knowing that to make him what he was
Two men had died.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 6, 2010

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