Stones from The Quarry or, Moods of Mind. By Henry Browne [i.e. Henry Ellison] |
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FALSE PRIDE OF INTELLECT. |
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FALSE PRIDE OF INTELLECT.
Thou dost not “write for bread,” forsooth! Thy MuseMust feed on manna dírect from the sky;
On Temple-shewbread! the World standing by
To pick the crumbs up, schooled not to abuse
The privilege to any vulgar use.
Thou, raised above our poor Humanity,
A halo round thy head hast, that none nigh
Thy presence come who homage would refuse!
Go! the Muse scorns thy self-idolatrie.
Go! knead thy daily bread with sweat of hand
Or brain; and if the leaven bitter be,
The bread will all the better rise and stand.
'Tis sacramental if God's hand thou see;
Daily Communion-bread, each day's demand!
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