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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE MEASURE, HYMN 4, by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: God the creator, with a pulseless hand Last Line: With the dry dust of death. Subject(s): God; Creation | |||
I God the Creator, with a pulseless hand Of unoriginated power, hath weighed The dust of earth and tears of man in one Measure, and by one weight: So saith his holy book. II Shall we, then, who have issued from the dust And there return, -- shall we, who toil for dust, And wrap our winnings in this dusty life, Say 'No more tears, Lord God! The measure runneth o'er'? III Oh, Holder of the balance, laughest Thou? Nay, Lord! be gentler to our foolishness, For his sake who assumed our dust and turns On Thee pathetic eyes Still moistened with our tears. IV And teach us, O our Father, while we weep, To look in patience upon earth and learn -- Waiting, in that meek gesture, till it last These tearful eyes be filled With the dry dust of death. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EARTH IS BUILDED by MARION LOUISE BLISS THE GODDESS WHO CREATED THIS PASSING WORLD by ALICE NOTLEY IF I HAD ONE THING TO SAY by MARVIN BELL SEVENS (VERSION 3): IN THE CLOSED IRIS OF CREATION by MARVIN BELL BROTHERS: 1. INVITATION by LUCILLE CLIFTON BROTHERS: 2. HOW GREAT THOU ART by LUCILLE CLIFTON BROTHERS: 3. AS FOR MYSELF by LUCILLE CLIFTON A CHILD'S THOUGHT OF GOD by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |
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