Timothy Tan

Poem 1

The mind of Man is fram'd even like the breath
And harmony of music. There is a dark
Invisible workmanship that reconciles
Discordant elements, and makes them move
In one society.
The passions that build up our human Soul,
Not with the mean and vulgar works of Man

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 12, 2010

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Comments about Poem 1 by Timothy Tan

  • Timothy Tan (2/23/2010 3:33:00 AM)

    Very interesting. Very good command of english. Keep it up.

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