Love
The Fool
From Embers (1895)
Love
I was a fool; nothing had I to know
Of men, and naught to men had I to give.
God gave me nothing; now to God I go,
Now ask for pain, for bread,
Life for my brain: dead,
By God’s love I shall then begin to live.
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MLA
Parker, Gilbert. “The Fool.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/parker_g/143/.
Chicago
Parker, Gilbert. “The Fool.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/parker_g/143/.
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