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Human Poetry
Posted by Douglas, Apr 12, 2010. 534 views. ID = 3471
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In feeble, stuttering lines of metaphor,
In childish epigrams of human wit,
In simple rhyme and rhythmic cadences,
The wisest thoughts of man are poorly writ.
In towering snow-capped peaks and ice-cold streams,
In evergreens sprung from the fertile sod,
In majesty of woods and fields, are rhymes
And rhythms of the poetry of God.
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