The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #59418   Message #1519506
Posted By: Amos
10-Jul-05 - 05:45 PM
Thread Name: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
Thou still but half-baked bride of quietness,        
Thou foster-child of Wheel and of the Eye,        
Rounded container , who canst thus express        
A turning tale more sweetly than our lie:        
What mottled glaze doth linger on thy shape                 5
Burned in the kiln of art that dieth not,         
    In temper fair, wedged from the bosky clay        
What men or gods your slipping line has wrought?        
What mad pursuit? What struggle to be free?        
    What genius unemployed? What wheel of ecstasy?

Ode On Accretion Earned
Wilhelm Keats, Junior
"Poems My Father Rejected"
Strasbourg, 1837