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Who Bides His Time by James Whitcomb Riley

By James Whitcomb Riley

Topics: nature-poetry

Who bides his time, and day by day Faces defeat full patiently, And lifts a mirthful roundelay, However poor his fortunes be,-- He will not fail in any qualm Of poverty -- the paltry dime It will grow golden in his palm, Who bides his time. Who bides his time -- he tastes the sweet Of honey in the saltest tear; And though he fares with slowest feet,

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"Who bides his time, and day by day..."

"Who Bides His Time" by James Whitcomb Riley is a nature english poem consisting of 26 lines. This English poem by James Whitcomb Riley demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "Who bides his time, and day by day Faces defeat full patiently,...", this piece explores themes of nature through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. James Whitcomb Riley's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.

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James Whitcomb Riley (1849–1916) was an American poet known as the "Hoosier Poet." His dialect poems—including "Little Orphant Annie" and "When the Frost Is on the Punkin"—celebrate rural Indiana life and childhood nostalgia.

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