The Beggar Speaks
"What Mister Moon Said to Me." Come, eat the bread of idleness, Come, sit beside the spring: Some of the flowers will keep awake, Some of the birds will sing. Come, eat the bread no man has sought For half a hundred years: Men hurry so they have no griefs, Nor even idle tears: They hurry so they have no loves: They cannot curse nor laugh - Their hearts die in their youth with neither Grave nor epitaph. My bread would make them careless, And never quite on time - Their eyelids would be heavy, Their fancies full of rhyme: Each soul a mystic rose-tree, Or a curious incense tree: . . . . Come, eat the bread of idleness, Said Mister Moon to me.
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""What Mister Moon Said to Me."..."
This evocative piece by Vachel Lindsay, titled "The Beggar Speaks", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...