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
love life peace
He drew a circle that shut me out- Heretic , rebel, a thing to flout. But love and I had the wit to win: We drew a circle and took him In ! From the poem " Outwitted
inspirational life memories
We have committed the Golden Rule to memory; let us now commit it to life.
inspirational life motivational
There is a destiny which makes us brothers; none goes his way alone. All that we send into the lives of others comes back into our own.
inspirational life dream
Ah, great it is to believe the dream as we stand in youth by the starry stream; but a greater thing is to fight life through and say at the end, the dream is true!
stars good-life brotherhood
The crest and crowning of all good, life's final star, is Brotherhood.
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.
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.
fear school shrines
I fear the vermin that shall undermineSenate and citadel and school and shrine.
two rights levels
By a divine paradox, wherever there is one slave there are two. So in the wonderful reciprocities of being, we can never reach the higher levels until all our fellows ascend with us.
fighting broken soldier
Fight ever on: this earthly stuff If used God’s way will be enough. Face to the firing line o friend Fight out life’s battle to the end. One soldier, when the fight was red, Threw down his broken sword and fled. Another snatched it, won the day, With what his comrade flung away.
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.
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.
men people he-man
Lincoln, the Man of the People