Thoughts
Myra Viola Wilds
c.1880 to c.1935
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. Take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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Is no better than his thoughts.
Then in love set each one free.
Matters not how great in fancy,
Are they bright and lofty visions,
Man, though high may be his station,
Or neglected, gone astray?
Catch your thoughts and hold them tightly,
In your travels day by day
Or what deeds of skill you've wrought;
Purge them, scourge them, burnish brightly,
What kind of thoughts now, do you carry
Let each one an honor be;