The Mind

The Sphinx

by James Whitcomb Riley 1849–1916

From Afterwhiles (1887)

The Mind

I know all about the Sphinx--
I know even what she thinks,
Staring with her stony eyes
Up forever at the skies.

For last night I dreamed that she
Told me all the mystery--
Why for aeons mute she sat--:
She was just cut out for that!

MLA

Riley, James Whitcomb. “The Sphinx.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/riley/202/.

Chicago

Riley, James Whitcomb. “The Sphinx.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/riley/202/.

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