TWO AT A FIRESIDE
I built a chimney for a comrade old,
I did the service not for hope or hire—
And then I traveled on in winter's cold,
Yet all the day I glowed before the fire.
Edwin Markham.
From "The Man with the Hoe, and Other Poems."
I built a chimney for a comrade old,
I did the service not for hope or hire—
And then I traveled on in winter's cold,
Yet all the day I glowed before the fire.
Edwin Markham.
From "The Man with the Hoe, and Other Poems."