Friday, October 7, 2016

"EACH AND ALL", a poem

I SAW a soul contended for
     By Evil and by Good;
And watching with solicitude—
     As if my yearning could
Some succor bring—I trembled
     Whiles the tempter was withstood.

Yet, soul—my soul, what meant the strife
     To thee?—what power had
Another's wrong to make thee feel
     Thyself so wronged and sad?
And when at last Good overcame,—
     O why wast thou so glad?
"Each and All" by Florence Earle Coates. Published in Lyrics of Life (1909).

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