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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! Edgar Lee Masters Edgar Lee Masters's other poems: 1220 Views |
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