<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115351" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Miss Edith M. Thomas</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your Pegasus, Edith, is hitched to a star,<br> While mine drags along a Sixth Avenue car;<br> Yours bears you away to the far empyrean,<br> Mine carries me down through the quarters plebeian.<br> Now, soaring aloft, you stop at Antares,<br> Call it home, that 's the place for Penates and Lares;<br> Or back to old Greece with her heroes and gods,<br> You get up a flirtation in sonnets and odes.<br> (Though they hailed from Olympus, that classical spot,<br> These "old parties," confess, were a pretty bad lot.)<br> Then with dear Mother Nature you make very free<br> To fathom her secrets of bird, flower, and tree;<br> To live with her ever on intimate terms,<br> A freedom on your part, she always confirms,<br> Although so exclusive she is with the rest of us,<br> Never giving her password or key to the best of us.<br> But you have them both, and can seek at your pleasure<br> Her most secret haunts, her most precious treasure;<br> And she calls you in accents as winning and mild,<br> As some fond old grandmother calls a pet child.<br> The round of my Pegasus lies through the town;<br> He travels and travels, now up, and now down;<br> I pull on the strap, and he willingly stops,<br> And leaves me to visit the markets and shops.<br> (My car, you perceive, is the bobtail variety<br> So little admired by the press and society.)<br> But wherever we go he signally fails<br> To lift me above the street levels and rails.<br> So you see that our steeds are not matched for a race,<br> And with all best endeavors can never keep pace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anne+Lynch+Botta">Anne Lynch Botta</a> from <i>Poems</i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115351" data-title="To Miss Edith M. Thomas de Anne Lynch Botta" data-description="Your Pegasus, Edith, is hitched to a star,/ While mine drags along a Sixth Avenue car;/ Yours bears you away to the far empyrean,/ Mine carries me down through the quarters plebeian./ Now, soaring aloft, you stop at Antares,/ Call it home, th..."></div> </div> </div>

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