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Won't you help support DayPoems? White PaperBy Sydney JephcottBorn 11/30/1864Smooth white paper 'neath the pen; Richest field that iron ploughs, Germinating thoughts of men, Though no heaven its rain allows; Till they ripen, thousand fold, And our spirits reap the corn, In a day-long dream of gold; Food for all the souls unborn. Like the murmur of the earth, When we listen stooping low; Like the sap that sings in mirth, Hastening up the trees that grow; Evermore a tiny song Sings the pen unto it, while Thought's elixir flows along, Diviner than the holy Nile. Greater than the sphering sea, For it holds the sea and land; Seed of all ideas to be Down its current borne like sand. How our fathers in the dark Pored on it the plans obscure, By star-light or stake-fires stark Tracing there the path secure. The poor paper drawn askance With the spell of Truth half-known, Holds back Hell of ignorance, Roaring round us, thronged, alone. O white list of champions, Spirit born, and schooled for fight, Mailed in armour of the sun's Who shall win our utmost right! Think of paper lightly sold, Which few pence had made too dear On its blank to have enscrolled Beatrice, Lucifer, or Lear! Think of paper Milton took, Written, in his hands to feel, Musing of what things a look Down its pages would reveal. O the glorious Heaven wrought By Cadmean souls of yore, From pure element of thought! And thy leaves they are its door! Light they open, and we stand Past the sovereignty of Fate, Glad amongst them, calm and grand, The Creators and Create! DayPoems Poem No. 926 Comment on DayPoems? If you are like us, you have strong feelings about poetry, and about each poem you read. Let it all out! Comment on this poem, any poem, DayPoems, other poetry places or the art of poetry at DayPoems Feedback. Won't you help support DayPoems? Click here to learn more about how you can keep DayPoems on the Web . . . Copyright The DayPoems web site, www.daypoems.net, is copyright 2001-2006 by Timothy Keith Bovee. All rights reserved. The authors of poetry and other material appearing on DayPoems retain full rights to their work. Any requests for publication in other venues must be negotiated separately with the authors. The editor of DayPoems will gladly attempt to assist in putting interested parties in contact with the authors. |
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