Poets I Admire

Rainy Day Ruminations

If thou of fortune be bereft, and in thy store there be but lefttwo loaves, sell one, and with thedole, buy hyacinths to feed thy soul3

It’s been a rainy couple of days lately, and I couldn’t help thinking of one of my favorite poems to get me through it.

If thou of fortune be bereft,
and in thy store there be but left
two loaves, sell one, and with the
dole, buy hyacinths to feed thy soul.

John Greenleaf Whittier

 

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