Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PRELUDE, by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL Poet's Biography First Line: Amid the broken waters of our ever-restless thought Last Line: God's glory be its ocean home, the end it seeketh ever. Subject(s): Silence; Solitude; Loneliness | ||||||||
AMID the broken waters of our ever-restless thought, Oh be my verse an answering gleam from higher radiance caught; That where through dark o'erarching boughs of sorrow, doubt, and sin, The glorious Star of Bethlehem upon the flood looks in, Its tiny trembling ray may bid some down-cast vision turn To that enkindling Light, for which all earthly shadows yearn. Oh be my verse a hidden stream, which silently may flow Where drooping leaf and thirsty flower in lonely valleys grow; And often by its shady course to pilgrim hearts be brought The quiet and refreshment of an upward-pointing thought; Till, blending with the broad bright stream of sanctified endeavor, God's glory be its ocean home, the end it seeketh ever. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN ABEYANCE by DENISE LEVERTOV IN A VACANT HOUSE by PHILIP LEVINE SUNDAY ALONE IN A FIFTH FLOOR APARTMENT, CAMBRIDGE, MASSACHUSETTS by WILLIAM MATTHEWS SILENCE LIKE COOL SAND by PAT MORA THE HONEY BEAR by EILEEN MYLES CONSECRATION HYMN by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL I DID THIS FOR THEE! WHAT HAST THOU DONE FOR ME? by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL A BIRTHDAY GREETING TO MY FATHER, 1860 by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL |
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