Classic poem of the day
THE STRUGGLES OF CONSCIENCE .
A SERIOUS toyman in the city dwelt,
Who much concern for his religion felt;
Reading, he changed his tenets, read again,
And various questions could with skill maintain;
Papist and quaker if we set aside,
He had the road of every traveller tried;
There walk'd awhile, and on a sudden turn'd
Into some by-way he had just discern'd:
He had a nephew, Fulham — Fulham went
His uncle's way,......
Member poem of the day
Somewhere in
the long journey
his father forgot
how to tie a bow tie
without wrinkles.
His mother often felt
as if she had been
vellicated by the
feathers of a raven.
When he tried to play
the piano in the snow,
his fingers stuck
to the keys.
Listening carefully,
her nonchalant beauty
heard a choir
of dusty angels.
Her long-legged father
continued to instigate
fractious event...
