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Scholfield Huxley

God! ask me not to record your wonders,

I admit the stars and the suns And the countless worlds.

But I have measured their distances And weighed them and discovered their substances.

I have devised wings for the air,

And keels for water,

And horses of iron for the earth.

I have lengthened the vision you gave me a million times,

And the hearing you gave me a million times,

I have leaped over space with speech,

And taken fire for light out of the air.

I have built great cities and bored through the hills,

And bridged majestic waters.

I have written the Iliad and Hamlet;

And I have explored your mysteries,

And searched for you without ceasing,

And found you again after losing you In hours of weariness— And I ask you:

How would you like to create a sun And the next day have the worms Slipping in and out between your fingers?

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Edgar Lee Masters

(August 23, 1868 – March 5, 1950) was an American attorney, poet, biographer, and dramatist. He is the author of Spoon River Anthology, The New …

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