| I knew a man of massive mold,
I hung upon his every word; He made the truth so clear and bold I wished that angels might have heard. I buttressed hope and banished fear With his strong faith, my own was dim. A fierce temptation ventured near; It fled before the thought of him. So masterful his giant will, So keen his logic, pure his breast, My admiration grew until His very excellence oppressed. Must I beside the Christ exalt This man and worship at his feet? Thank God, I found one day a fault; And then his manhood seemed complete. __Harry Edward Mills. |
Select Sunflowers
Harry Edward Mills
(Fort Scott: Sunflower Press. 1901)
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