The Generous Air

From the Greek by William M. Hardinge BREATHING the thin breath through our nostrils, we Live, and a little space the sunlight see— Even all that live—each being an instrument To which the generous air its life has lent. If with the hand one quench our draught of breath, He sends the stark soul shuddering down to death. We that are nothing on our pride are fed, Seeing, but for a little air, we are as dead.

Collection: 
English
1875
William M Hardinge
Sub Title: 
Poems of Sentiment: II. Life

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  • The Generous Air

    From the Greek by William M. Hardinge BREATHING the thin breath through our nostrils, we Live, and a little space the sunlight see— Even all that live—each being an instrument To which the generous air its life has lent. If with the hand one quench our draught of breath, He sends the stark soul...