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 firsts
In vain we build the city if we do not first build the man.
clever men poetic
Mr. Rihani is a man of ardent poetic temperament, a clever poet, and a man of unworldly ideals.
thinking sight golden-days
Yes, take a little time to play And look at life the other way. God rested when the world was made: Rest now, old friend; be not afraid. But think not that your work is over, That you are now a foot-free rover, A rambler upon idle ways, Whittling away the golden days. For in the road climb to the goal There's no long furlough for a soul. There's no long pause: on every height Another summit swims in sight. The long road rises, scene by scene, With little restings in between.
liberty individual security
There is no true liberty for the individual except as he finds it in the liberty of all. There is no true security for the individual except as he finds it in the security for all.
heart sky white
Oft when the white, still dawn lifted the skies and pushed the hills apart, I have felt it like a glory in my heart.
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 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.
incredibles green-earth
The thing that is incredible is life itself.
ignorance fate soul
Three were the fates. Poverty that chains; gray drudgery that grinds the hope away, and gaping ignorance that starves the soul.
fall hands forever
No soul can be forever banned, Eternally bereft, Whoever falls from God's right hand Is caught into his left.
heart sky cyclones
At the heart of the cyclone tearing the sky is a place of central calm.
men doe he-man
That in the human plan nothing is worth the making if it does not make the man.
running land perfect
The future life is where we will go on helping to bring the universe to perfection, which is God's grand ultimate aim. [The purpose of life] is to help God run the universe. Everyone in that better land will be busy all the time, and the environment will be perfect all the time for doing the work which God assigns to all.
stars good-life brotherhood
The crest and crowning of all good, life's final star, is Brotherhood.