Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 1, by THOMAS CAMPION Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Author of light, revive my dying sprite Last Line: But god his own will guard, an their sharp pains and grief in time assuage. Subject(s): God | ||||||||
AUTHOR of light, revive my dying sprite! Redeem it from the snares of all-confounding night! Lord, light me to Thy blessed way! For blind with worldly vain desires, I wander as a stray. Sun and moon, stars and under-lights I see; But all their glorious beams are mists and darkness, being compared to Thee. Fountain of health, my soul's deep wounds recure! Sweet showers of pity rain, wash my uncleanness pure! One drop of Thy desired grace The faint and fading heart can raise, and in joy's bosom place. Sin and death, hell and tempting fiends may rage. But God His own will guard, an their sharp pains and grief in time assuage. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MOUNTAIN IS STRIPPED by DAVID IGNATOW AS CLOSE AS BREATHING by MARK JARMAN UNHOLY SONNET 1 by MARK JARMAN UNHOLY SONNET 13 by MARK JARMAN BIRTH-DUES by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE SILENT SHEPHERDS by ROBINSON JEFFERS GOING TO THE HORSE FLATS by ROBINSON JEFFERS A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 9 by THOMAS CAMPION |
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