A Book

First print Life XXI
J poem 1587 | Fr poem 1593

He ate and drank the precious words,
His spirit grew robust;
He knew no more that he was poor,
Nor that his frame was dust.

He danced along the dingy days,
And this bequest of wings
Was but a book. What liberty
A loosened spirit brings!

Dryden Fountain Pen, Pearl White
Dryden Fountain Pens by Dryden Designs
New, $23.45 — $35.45