Gamaliel Bradford

(9 October 1863 - 11 April 1932 / Boston, Massachusetts)

Ardor


Others make verses of grace.
Mine are all muscle and sinew.
Others can picture your face.
But I all the tumult within you.

Others can give you delight,
And delight I confess is worth giving.
But my songs must tickle and bite
And burn with the ardor of living

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