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Among the worst of men that ever lived

by Henry David Thoreau

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Drawing the boundary…

An Epitaph

by Edwin Markham

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Drawing the boundary…

The poems

Each poem scrolls on its own, so the two texts stay beside each other.

Among the worst of men that ever lived

by Henry David Thoreau

Among the worst of men that ever lived
However we did seriously attend
A little space we let our thoughts ascend
Experienced our religion & confessed
'Twas good for us to be there—be anywhere
Then to a heap of apples we addressed
& cleared the topmost rider sine care
But our Icarian thoughts returned to ground
And we went on to heaven the long way round.

An Epitaph

by Edwin Markham

Let us not think of our departed dead
As caught and cumbered in their graves of earth;
But think of death as of another birth,
As a new freedom for the wings outspread,
A new adventure waiting on ahead,
As a new joy of more ethereal mirth,
As a new world with friends of nobler worth,
Where all may taste a more immortal bread.

So, comrades, if you pass my grave sometime,
Pause long enough to breathe this little rhyme:
"Here now the dust of Edwin Markham lies,
But lo, he is not here: he is afar
On life's great errands under mightier skies,
And pressing on toward some melodious star."

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