Vos Non Vobis
Edith M. Thomas
1854 to 1925
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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. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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Then Summer held it in her bounteous hand,
For what are many, if we lack the one!
And it was vainly done—
And it was vainly done—
All sing it now, all praise its artless art,
Long time—and then on Music's wing it strayed!
And many wandered through its blooming ways,
But ne'er the one for whom the song was made.
But ne'er the one for whom the work was planned.
There was a garden planned in Spring's young days,
For what are many, if we lack the one?
There was a song that lived within the heart