Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс)

Franklin Jones

If I could have lived another year
I could have finished my flying machine,
And become rich and famous.
Hence it is fitting the workman
Who tried to chisel a dove for me
Made it look more like a chicken.
For what is it all but being hatched,
And running about the yard,
To the day of the block?
Save that a man has an angel’s brain,
And sees the ax from the first!

1. Many Soldiers
2. Aaron Hatfield
3. Mrs. Benjamin Painter
4. Clarence Darrow
5. Mrs. Williams

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