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The Leaden-Eyed

Let not young souls be smothered out before
They do quaint deeds and fully flaunt their pride.
It is the world's one crime its babes grow dull,
Its poor are ox-like, limp and leaden-eyed.
Not that they starve; but starve so dreamlessly,
Not that they sow, but that they seldom reap,
Not that they serve, but have no gods to serve,
Not that they die, but that they die like sheep.

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  • loaf
    December 13, 2008

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    Hmm, He is talking about what young men do when they don't know what to do in life; I think. Or he is talking about, how young poeple grow up dull, foolish, and uneducated as to what they should do in the future.


  • I-Like-Rhymes Moderators member
    October 29, 2008

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    What a depth of thought in these lines. Lindsay hits between the eyes with this short, telling, piece


  • November 13, 2007
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    From guest Bryony (contact)
    I love this poem. Its rather depressing, sure, but it really makes you think, and it makes me resolve not to become leaden-eyed, as he puts it. Im sure my resolve wont last, but its nice to believe for a little while that i'll never become like that, that i'll be young forever.

  • guineapigpoetry
    November 9, 2003
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    How hopeless