Edwin Markham
Edwin Markham
Edwin Markhamwas an American poet. From 1923 to 1931 he was Poet Laureate of Oregon...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth23 April 1852
CountryUnited States of America
men cities world
We are all blind until we see That in the human plan Nothing is worth the making If it does not make the man. Why build these cities glorious If man unbuilded goes? We build the world in vain Unless the builders also grow.
loneliness men winning
I (God) will leave man to make the fateful guess, Will leave him torn between the no and yes, Leave him unresting till he rests in me, Drawn upward by the choice that makes him free, Leave him in tragic loneliness to choose, With all in life to win or all to lose.
men people he-man
Lincoln, the Man of the People
clever men poetic
Mr. Rihani is a man of ardent poetic temperament, a clever poet, and a man of unworldly ideals.
men doe he-man
That in the human plan nothing is worth the making if it does not make the man.
men cities firsts
In vain we build the city if we do not first build the man.
dream men doors
Earth Is Enough. We men of Earth have here the stuff Of Paradise - we have enough! We need no other stones to build The Temple of the Unfulfilled - No other ivory for the doors - No other marble for the floors - No other cedar for the beam And dome of man's immortal dream. Here on the paths of every-day - Here on the common human way Is all the stuff the gods would take To build a Heaven, to mold and make New Edens. Ours is the stuff sublime To build Eternity in time!
destiny goes lives none others send
There is a destiny That makes us brothers: None goes his way alone: All that we send into the lives of others Comes back into our own.
days meet
For all your days prepare, And meet them ever alike: When you are the anvil, bear-When you are the hammer, strike.
two rights slave
By a divine paradox, wherever there is one slave there are two
heart sky cyclones
At the heart of the cyclone tearing the sky is a place of central calm.
fall hands forever
No soul can be forever banned, Eternally bereft, Whoever falls from God's right hand Is caught into his left.
love law littles
Here is the Truth in a little creed, Enough for all the roads we go: In Love is all the law we need, In Christ is all the God we know.
heart sky clouds
At the heart of the cyclone tearing the sky And flinging the cloud and the towers by, Is a place of central calm: So here in the roar of mortal things, I have a place where my spirit sings, In the hollow of God's Palm.