Come let us mock at the great
That had such burdens on the mind
And toiled so hard and late
To leave some monument behind,
Nor thought of the levelling wind.
Come let us mock at the wise;
With all those calendars whereon
They fixed old aching eyes,
They never saw how seasons run,
And now but gape at the sun.
Come let us mock at the good
That fancied goodness might be gay,
And sick of solitude
Might proclaim a holiday:
Wind shrieked—and where are they?
Mock mockers after that
That would not lift a hand maybe
To help good, wise or great
To bar that foul storm out, for we
Traffic in mockery.

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Sharmini Abbasi
plus de 2 ans

Beautiful, my fave. I call upon West dont mock Muslims, learn from him

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presque 6 ans

I love this Poem <3

plus de 7 ans

contemporary it is! i love it

NiDaa HaSsan
presque 8 ans

Thank you for Poem! Would you know a link where I can find the explanation of this piece, I would appreciate it.

Abdullah Mohammed Abduljaleel
Abdullah Mohammed Abduljaleel
10 mois

Maybe its a bit late to comment here, but there is a bit fo commentary about the poem in this lecture for Hamza Yusuf:

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