Respecting man, things are divided thus:
Some do not, and some do belong to us.
Some within compass of our pow'r do fall,
And these are they, which we our own may call.
Such an allegiance all our deeds declare,
Such our endeavours, thoughts, aversions are,
Such our desires; but honour, greatness, wealth,
Our bodies, life, and life's chief comfort, health,
With all things else, with every other kind,
(That own not a dependence on the mind)
Which mortals, with concern, desire or fear,
Are such as are not in our pow'r or sphere.
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Nothing has changed over the centuries. technology has advanced in leaps and bounds but the aspirations of man are the same now as when this poem was written.
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What an incredible poet. I love reading the classic poems that are posted here. The timeless-ness always amazes me! Thank you!
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very well written and it made alot of points and
in such a short poem you covered alot and it really flowed good and wow you need to write more and if you have will look for more to read, so my pleasure to have clicked on this and seen your work , thanks and for sure keep writing. This is your niche.
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