Copyright Interpure 2026
The Dew and the Bird
by Alexander Posey There is more glory in a drop of dew, That shineth only for an hour, Than there is in the pomp of earth’s great Kings Within the noonday of their power. There is more sweetness in a single strain That falleth from a wild bird’s throat, At random in the lonely forest’s depths, Than there’s in all the songs that bards e’er wrote. Yet men, for aye, rememb’ring Caesar’s name, Forget the glory in the dew, And, praising Homer’s epic, let the lark’s Song fall unheeded from the blue. Alexander Posey was born on August 3, 1873, near present-day Eufaula, Oklahoma, Creek Nation. The Poems of Alexander Posey (Crane, 1910) was collected, arranged, and posthumously published by Posey s wife. He died on May 27, 1908.
Copyright Interpure 2026
The Dew and the Bird
by Alexander Posey There is more glory in a drop of dew, That shineth only for an hour, Than there is in the pomp of earth’s great Kings Within the noonday of their power. There is more sweetness in a single strain That falleth from a wild bird’s throat, At random in the lonely forest’s depths, Than there’s in all the songs that bards e’er wrote. Yet men, for aye, rememb’ring Caesar’s name, Forget the glory in the dew, And, praising Homer’s epic, let the lark’s Song fall unheeded from the blue. Alexander Posey was born on August 3, 1873, near present-day Eufaula, Oklahoma, Creek Nation. The Poems of Alexander Posey (Crane, 1910) was collected, arranged, and posthumously published by Posey s wife. He died on May 27, 1908.