The Lords Of Life Poem by Ralph Waldo Emerson

The Lords Of Life

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The lords of life, the lords of life,-
I saw them pass,
In their own guise,
Like and unlike,
Portly and grim,
Use and Surprise,
Surface and Dream,
Succession swift, and spectral Wrong,
Temperament without a tongue,
And the inventor of the game
Omnipresent without name;-
Some to see, some to be guessed,
They marched from east to west:
Little man, least of all,
Among the legs of his guardians tall,
Walked about with puzzled look:-
Him by the hand dear nature took;
Dearest nature, strong and kind,
Whispered, 'Darling, never mind!
Tomorrow they will wear another face,
The founder thou! these are thy race!'

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
??Sophia?? 11 February 2018

Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooof

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Abhimanyu Kumar.s 28 November 2017

Yes there are plenty of Lord's living around us in the form of life.

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