Bill Boram by Robert NorwoodBill Boram by Robert Norwood

Bill Boram

byRobert Norwood

Paperback | February 5, 2012

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1921. Excerpt: ... PART TWO This is the picture, blent of light and shade, Of bad Bill Boram. Have I dwelt too long, And with too much detail on things that made Him memorable to us? Forgive the wrong, And in your kindness think a while on me, Writing 'twixt watch and watch beneath the star That burns above this frozen polar sea, My table built about the old Scud's spar. A man's soul is a bit of cosmic vapor. It may become a planet or a sun, Or it may be a twinkle on a taper Set in a window for some absent one Who tarries overlong within the night; But I affirm to all of you who read This story, if it ever come to light, That man is God's Son, that his final need Is always God. I hold that we are here On secret service, and in flesh disguised That each may do his work and interfere With no one. I maintain that God devised All sorts and kinds of methods when he said, "Let us make man," because God's mighty mind Is full of dreams, as this sky overhead Is full of stars. If any man can find The number of those stars, then let him tell What are the plans and purposes of God. Give me a chart of all the seas that swell From shore to shore, and I will sight Cape Cod Or round The Horn, with sextant, compass, log To make my reckonings. Here is a chart--This story that I write--a glass o' grog Beside me on the table. Do I part With reason who affirm enough is here To pick my way and find what God is after? If so, then close this page upon your sneer And go your way, my friend, you and your laughter--The world has lots of blind men--you are blind! Thank God, I think your blindness a disguise. Or I might want to weep for all your kind Who only have the outward form of eyes. A little space of coastline is enough For any sailor, if he have the art Of making havens on the high seas--rough ...
Title:Bill BoramFormat:PaperbackDimensions:26 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.05 inPublished:February 5, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217957064

ISBN - 13:9780217957069