Poems (Strong)/The Pelican in the Wilderness
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THE PELICAN IN THE WILDERNESSFeb. 9, 1904. Bear's Cut (the Horseshoe Beach)
From yonder wild and lonesome wood,
Where stands a gnarled tree,
The Pelican now issues forth
In curiositee.
He views me with distrustful eye
As if to say, "Just see,
There is another crazy loon
A-writing about me.
From David's to the present time
They all have let me be,
Because a face and name like mine
Don't go in poetree.
For years unnumbered, countless, aye,
For many a centuree,
I've spent my time in living up
To that old psalmistree.
It's tiresome to haunt the wilds
With such persistencee;
But David there has writ me down
And so I am not free.
But, really now, my style pronounced
Should my protection be;
When poets want some novel point,
They need n't fix on me."
Then, weary of the theme, he sought
The wood, and moodilee
The Pel. sat in the wilderness
And sulks upon a tree.
Where stands a gnarled tree,
The Pelican now issues forth
In curiositee.
He views me with distrustful eye
As if to say, "Just see,
There is another crazy loon
A-writing about me.
From David's to the present time
They all have let me be,
Because a face and name like mine
Don't go in poetree.
For years unnumbered, countless, aye,
For many a centuree,
I've spent my time in living up
To that old psalmistree.
It's tiresome to haunt the wilds
With such persistencee;
But David there has writ me down
And so I am not free.
But, really now, my style pronounced
Should my protection be;
When poets want some novel point,
They need n't fix on me."
Then, weary of the theme, he sought
The wood, and moodilee
The Pel. sat in the wilderness
And sulks upon a tree.
MARBLEHEAD, MISS RICE AND L. C. S.: 1902