Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 2. BY THIS HEART, by EDWARD CARPENTER Poet's Biography First Line: By this heart sacred for you o children - for you a few years beating Last Line: Shall your spirit sublimely sing. Subject(s): Children; Hearts; Love; Childhood | ||||||||
BY this heart sacred for you O childrenfor you a few years beating; By the deep yearnings of it, flowing, following youand the world made holy wherever you have trod; By the firm pulse of it, and by its silent-dropping dark tears; By its weakness and by its immortal strength; By the love with which it encloses, in which it continually laves you; By you greater yourselves; and by the love which I see flowing surely from you to me; By these I put all evil aside. And I approach you, nearer, nearereven so nearer than all thought And remain with you, doubting fearing nothing. For fear I put away from you, and the wretched unrest of the world; And from the Maya of appearances I deliver you: believe me here is deliverance; [And not here only, in this inch of space and time, but wherever .. ] And I show you the inheritance of the riches of all time. Yet sorrow, the gift of gifts, revealer of eternal joy, I give you not; But One shall come in the night-time, bringing it, to transmute the world for you, Taking you by the hand, even while you live, through the great gate of Death into Elysian fields. There as the nightingale through the night beside his mate sings, In the soft darkfilled with the spirit of the stars and of the flowing river and the wafted fragrance of the field: the sunlit memories of the day about him, and above him his own voice in the clear height poised unfaltering So in perfect contentment thro' all your mortal work Shall your spirit sublimely sing. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE CHILDREN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN CHILDREN SELECTING BOOKS IN A LIBRARY by RANDALL JARRELL COME TO THE STONE ... by RANDALL JARRELL THE LOST WORLD by RANDALL JARRELL A SICK CHILD by RANDALL JARRELL CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS ON THE DEATH OF FRIENDS IN CHILDHOOD by DONALD JUSTICE THE POET AT SEVEN by DONALD JUSTICE AS A MOULD FOR SOME FAIR FORM by EDWARD CARPENTER |
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