Sunday, May 21, 2017

MAN, THAT WILL NOT BE BEGUILED, a poem

MAN, that will not be beguiled
Like a fond and happy child
     From his toil or futile strife,
Feels within his bosom burning
All the deep, impassioned yearning
     Woven in the woof of life.

And though far, with weary feet,
He may wander, Man shall meet
     No content until he come—
Soon or late, his fate compelling—
To Love's domed and star-lit dwelling,
     For he has no other home.
"Man, that will not be beguiled" by Florence Earle Coates. Published in The Outlook (21 May 1904) and Mine and Thine (1904) as "Unrest", and in Poems (1916) Volume I.

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