Arthur Hugh Clough

(1 January 1819 – 13 November 1861 / Liverpool)

Perché Pensa? Pensando S'Invecchia - Poem by Arthur Hugh Clough

To spend uncounted years of pain,
Again, again, and yet again,
In working out in heart and brain
The problem of our being here;
To gather facts from far and near,
Upon the mind to hold them clear,
And, knowing more may yet appear,
Unto one's latest breath to fear
The premature result to draw--
Is this the object, end and law,
And purpose of our being here?


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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