Religion
A Contrast
From Poems: Pastoral and Psalm (1896)
Religion
In the green silence of this sylvan shore
How servile seems the city’s ceaseless roar!
How vain the restless rivalry for pelf!
How low the aim that centers all in self!
The penury of Pride—the sordid care
Of souls despoiled of poetry and prayer—
Seems in these happy shades to be
The comedy of misery.
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MLA
Copeland, Benjamin. “A Contrast.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/copeland/105/.
Chicago
Copeland, Benjamin. “A Contrast.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/copeland/105/.
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