One Certainty
Christina Rossetti
1830 to 1894
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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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And morning shall be cold, and twilight gray.
So little joy hath he, so little cheer,
And there is nothing new under the sun:
All things are vanity. The eye and ear
Like early dew, or like the sudden breath
To-morrow also even as one of them;
Of wind, or like the grass that withereth,
Till all things end in the long dust of death.
Vanity of vanities, the Preacher saith,
Cannot be filled with what they see and hear.
Is man, tossed to and fro by hope and fear:
To-day is still the same as yesterday,
Until the ancient race of Time be run,
The old thorns shall grow out of the old stem,