Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HIS MOTHER'S JOY, by JOHN WHITE CHADWICK Poet's Biography First Line: Little, I ween, did mary guess Last Line: That love had triumphed over death. | ||||||||
LITTLE, I ween, did Mary guess, As on her arm her baby lay, What tides of joy would swell and beat, Through ages long, on Christmas day. And what if she had known it all, -- The awful splendor of his fame? The inmost heart of all her joy Would still, methinks, have been the same: The joy that every mother knows Who feels her babe against her breast: The voyage long is overpast, And now is calm and peace and rest. "Art thou the Christ?" The wonder came As easy as her infant's breath: But answer none. Enough for her, That love had triumphed over death. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A WEDDING SONG by JOHN WHITE CHADWICK BALD-CAP REVISITED by JOHN WHITE CHADWICK BY THE SEA-SHORE by JOHN WHITE CHADWICK FULL CYCLE by JOHN WHITE CHADWICK KING EDWIN'S FEAST by JOHN WHITE CHADWICK LULLABY by JOHN WHITE CHADWICK MUGFORD'S VICTORY by JOHN WHITE CHADWICK RECOGNITION by JOHN WHITE CHADWICK STARLIGHT by JOHN WHITE CHADWICK THE ABIDING LOVE by JOHN WHITE CHADWICK |
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