Poems by Carlyle Thomas
Cui Bono
... What is Man? A foolish baby, Vainly strives, and fights, and frets ...
Fortuna
... n:A weary heart went thankful to rest,And must rise to toil again, 'gain,And must rise to toil again ...
Today
... So here hath been dawningAnother blue Day:Think wilt thou let itSlip useless away ...
