Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CLEANSING FIRES, by ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER Poem Explanation Poet's Biography First Line: Let thy gold be cast in the furnace Last Line: And the furnace of living pain! Alternate Author Name(s): Berwick, Mary Subject(s): Fire; Grief; Sorrow; Sadness | ||||||||
LET thy gold be cast in the furnace, Thy red gold, precious and bright; Do not fear the hungry fire, With its caverns of burning light; And thy gold shall return more precious, Free from every spot and stain; For gold must be tried by fire, As a heart must be tried by pain In the cruel fire of sorrow Cast thy heart, do not faint or wail; Let thy hand be firm and steady, Do not let thy spirit quail: But wait till the trial is over, And take thy heart again; For as gold is tried by fire, So a heart must be tried by pain! I shall know by the gleam and glitter Of the golden chain you wear, By your heart's calm strength in loving, Of the fire they have had to bear. Beat on, true heart, forever; Shine bright strong golden chain; And bless the cleansing fire, And the furnace of living pain! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONOMA FIRE by JANE HIRSHFIELD AS THE SPARKS FLY UPWARDS by JOHN HOLLANDER WHAT GREAT GRIEF HAS MADE THE EMPRESS MUTE by JUNE JORDAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 19 by JAMES JOYCE DIRGE AT THE END OF THE WOODS by LEONIE ADAMS A DOUBTING HEART by ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER |
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