Pity the planet, all joy gonefrom this sweet volcanic cone; peace to our children when they fallin small war on the heel of smallwar--until the end of timeto police the earth, a ghostorbiting forever lostin our monotonous sublime
Robert LowellAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: american
- Born: March 1, 1917
- Died: September 12, 1977
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