Poem by Edgar Lee Masters

Frank Drummer

Out of a cell into this darkened space --
The end at twenty-five!
My tongue could not speak what stirred within me,
And the village thought me a fool.
Yet at the start there was a clear vision,
A high and urgent purpose in my soul
Which drove me on trying to memorize
The Encyclopedia Britannica!

1. The Temple
2. Richard Bone
3. Willard Fluke
4. Julia Miller
5. Father Malloy

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