English poem
Epigrams, CLXVIII (Think not, O man, the world…)
by Ambrose Bierce (1842–1914)
Think not, O man, the world has any need That thou canst truly serve by word or deed. Serve thou thy better self, nor care to know How God makes righteousness and roses grow.
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- Epigrams, CCXXV (Seek not for happiness—’tis known)
- Epigrams, CCXXXIX (There are but ten Commandments, true)
- Epigrams, CIII (O lady fine, fear not to…)
- Epigrams, CLXXIII (Weep not for cruelty to rogues…)
- Epigrams, CLXXXVII (The man of “honor” pays his…)
- Epigrams, CXIV (What poignant memories the shadows bring)
- Epigrams, CXLV (On fair foundations Theocrats unwise)