truth
Let truth be knownAnd truth be told
Whether spoken by the young
Or by the tongues of the old
Let truth be given
And never retrieved
Manifesting the blessings
In the honour recieved
truth
Let truth be knownA poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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