TO live within a cave--it is most good; 
   But, if God make a day, 
   And some one come, and say, 
'Lo! I have gather'd faggots in the wood!' 
   E'en let him stay, 
And light a fire, and fan a temporal mood! 

So sit till morning! when the light is grown 
   That he the path can read, 
   Then bid the man God-speed! 
His morning is not thine: yet must thou own 
They have a cheerful warmth--those ashes on the stone. 

Added: Jun 1 2005 | Viewed: 430 times | Comments (0)

Poet: Sir Thomas Brown
Poem: Salve!

There are no comments for this poem. Why not be the first one to post something about it?

Are you looking for more information on this poem? Perhaps you are trying to analyze it? The poem, Salve!, has not yet been commented on. You can click here to be the first to post a comment about it. Of course you can also always discuss poems by Sir Thomas Brown with others on the Poetry Connection poetry forum!