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Alas! that we must dwell--my heart and I--so far asunder.
Flowers preach to us if we will hear.
O Lord, who art our guide even unto death, grant us, I pray Thee, grace to follow Thee whithersoever Thou goest. In little daily duties to which Thou callest us, bow down our wills to simple obedience.
They praise my rustling show, and never see my heart is breaking for a little love.
Let but my scarlet head appear
And I am held in scorn;
Yet juice of subtile virtue lies
Within my cup of curious dyes.
- "Consider the Lilies of the Field"
The violets whisper from the shade
Which their own leaves have made:
Men scent our fragrance on the air,
Yet take no heed
Of humble lessons we would read.
- "Consider the Lilies of the Field" (l. 13)
It's surely summer. for there's a swallow:
Come one swallow, his mate will follow,
The bird race quicken and wheel and thicken.
- A Bird Song (st. 2) [Swallows]
My heart is like a singing bird
Whose nest is in a water'd shoot;
My heart is like an apple-tree
Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit;
My heart is like a rainbow shell
That paddles in a halcyon sea;
My heart is gladder than all these,
Because my love is come to me.
- A Birthday [Heart]
In the bleak midwinter
Frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak midwinter,
- A Christmas Carol [Winter]
In the parching August wind,
Cornfields bow the head,
Sheltered in round valley depths,
On low hills outspread.
- A Year's Windfalls [August]
We shall escape the uphill by never turning back.
- Amor Mundi [Perseverance]
The sunrise wakes the lark to sing,
The moonrise wakes the nightingale.
Come, darkness, moonrise, everything
That is so silent, sweet, and pale:
Come, so ye wake the nightingale.
- Bird Raptures [Larks : Nightingales]
Why does the sea moan evermore?
Shut out from heaven it makes its moan,
It frets against the boundary shore;
All earth's full rivers cannot fill
The sea, that drinking thirsteth still.
- By the Sea (st. 1) [Ocean]
The lilies of the field whose bloom is brief:--
We are as they;
Like them we fade away
As doth a leaf.
- Consider [Mortality]
The lilies say: Behold how we
Preach without words of purity.
- Consider the Lilies of the Field
The rose saith in the dewy morn,
I am most fair;
Yet all my loveliness is born
Upon a thorn.
- Consider the Lilies of the Field [Roses]
Hope dead lives nevermore,
No, not in heaven.
- Dead Hope [Hope]
Sleep that no pain shall wake,
Night that no morn shall break,
Till joy shall overtake
Her perfect peace.
- Dream-Land (st. 4) [Death]
Spring bursts to-day,
For Christ is risen and all the earth's at play.
- Easter Carol [Easter]
Wood-pigeons cooed there, stock-doves nestled there;
My trees were full on songs and flowers and fruit,
Their branches spread a city to the air.
- From House to Home (st. 7) [Pigeons]
O happy skylark springing
Up to the broad, blue sky,
Too fearless in thy winging,
Too gladsome in thy singing,
Thou also soon shalt lie
Where no sweet notes are ringing.
- Gone Forever (st. 2) [Larks]
You're good for Madge or good for Cis
Or good for Kath, maybe:
But what's to me the good of this
While you're not good for me?
- Jessie Cameron (st. 3) [Goodness]
I have a room whereinto no one enters
Save I myself alone:
There sits a blessed memory on a throne,
There my life centres.
- Memory (pt. II) [Memory]
There is no music more for him:
His lights are out, his feast is done;
His bowl that sparkled to the brim
Is drained, is broken, cannot hold.
- Peal of Bells [Death]
This life is but the passage of a day,
This life is but a pang and all is over;
But in the life to come which fades not away
Every love shall abide and every lover.
- Saints and Angels [Life]
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