Faith poems
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Sonnet XLI: When Men Shall Find
© Samuel Daniel
When men shall find thy flower, thy glory pass,
And thou with carefull brow sitting alone,
The Watches Of The Night
© James Whitcomb Riley
O the waiting in the watches of the night!
In the darkness, desolation, and contrition and affright;
The Ritualist
© Francis Bret Harte
He wore, I think, a chasuble, the day when first we met;
A stole and snowy alb likewise,--I recollect it yet.
He called me "daughter," as he raised his jeweled hand to bless;
And then, in thrilling undertones, he asked, "Would I confess?"
Holy Baptisme (II)
© George Herbert
Since, Lord, to thee
A narrow way and little gate
Is all the passage, on my infancie
Thou didst lay hold, and antedate
My faith in me.
The Price
© Arthur Symons
Pity all faithless women who have loved. None knows
How much it hurts a woman to do wrong to love.
The mother who has felt the child within her move,
Shall she forget her child, and those ecstatic throes?
Oxford In WarTime
© Robert Laurence Binyon
What alters you, familiar lawn and tower,
Arched alley, and garden green to the gray wall
With crumbling crevice and the old wine--red flower,
Solitary in summer sun? for all
A Pastoral Between Thirsis And Corydon, Upon The Death Of Damon, By Whom Is Meant Mr. W. Riddell
© James Thomson
Thir.
Say, tell me true, what is the doleful cause
That Corydon is not the man he was?
Your cheerful presence used to lighten cares,
Mahmood The Image-Breaker
© James Russell Lowell
Old events have modern meanings; only that survives
Of past history which finds kindred in all hearts and lives.
The Candidate's Creed
© James Russell Lowell
I du believe in Freedom's cause,
Ez fur away ez Paris is;
Ultima Verba (My Last Word)
© Victor Marie Hugo
... Quand même grandirait l'abjection publique
A ce point d'adorer l'exécrable trompeur ;
Quand même l'Angleterre et même l'Amérique
Diraient à l'exilé : - Va-t'en ! nous avons peur !
Report on Experience
© Edmund Blunden
I have been young, and now am not too old;
And I have seen the righteous forsaken,
His health, his honour and his quality taken.
This is not what we were formerly told.
Genesis BK VI
© Caedmon
(ll. 277-291) "Why should I slave?" quoth he. "I need not serve a
master. My hands are strong to work full many a wonder. Power
enough have I to rear a goodlier throne, a higher in the heavens.
Oh Thou Of Little Faith
© George MacDonald
Sad-hearted, be at peace: the snowdrop lies
Buried in sepulchre of ghastly snow;
But spring is floating up the southern skies,
And darkling the pale snowdrop waits below.
The World In The Heart
© Jane Taylor
The charms of mental converse some may fear,
Who scruple not to lend a ready ear
To kitchen tales, of scandal, strife, and love,
Which make the maid and mistress hand and glove ;
And ever deem the sin and danger less,
Merely for being in a vulgar dress.
The Bride Of Abydos
© George Gordon Byron
Know ye the land where cypress and myrtle
Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime,
Don Juan: Canto The Sixteenth
© George Gordon Byron
The antique Persians taught three useful things,
To draw the bow, to ride, and speak the truth.
The Angel Of The Sun
© Felicia Dorothea Hemans
WHILE bending o'er my golden lyre,
While waving light my wing of fire ;
Creation's regions to explore,
To gaze, to wonder, to adore:
Grand-father's Clock
© Henry Clay Work
My grand-father's clock was too large for the shelf,
So it stood ninety years on the floor;
In Due Observance Of An Ancient Rite
© William Wordsworth
IN due observance of an ancient rite,
The rude Biscayans, when their children lie
