Edwin Markham Junior High School - Laureate Yearbook (Los Angeles, CA)

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Selected Poems 0fEdwin Markham To Ninth Graders THEY WAIT FOR YOU Look not O'friend, withlunavailing tears Into the past-look to the brave young years! Look to the F uture: all is there in wait All that you fought for by the broken gate- The faith that faltered and the hope that fell, The song that died into a lonely knell. T0 Eighth Graders MA N MA KING ' We all are blind until we see That in the human plan Nothing is worth the making if It does not make the man lt is all there-the love that went astray With bitter cries on that remembered dayg The joys that were so needed by the heart, And all the tender dreams you saw depart. Nothing is lost forever that the soul Cried out for all is waiting at the goal. Why build these cities glorious In man vain we build the world, unless ' The builder also grows. To Seventh Graders THE LA ST FURROW The spirit of Earth, with still restoring hands Mid ruins moves in glimmering chasm gropes And mose mantle and the bright flower open: But death the Ploughman wanders in all lands And to the last of Earth his furrow stands. The grave is never hidden, fearful hopes Follow the dead upon the fading slopes, And there wild memories meet upon the sand. ,ro 5 L mv.. -w-,..-...-,-,,,,,,,, W, , J