Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON THE BIRTH OF A SISTER, by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON First Line: Sweet babe, I cannot hope thou wilt be freed Last Line: And fly to seek the bosom of thy god. Subject(s): Sisters | ||||||||
Sweet babe, I cannot hope thou wilt be freed From woes, to all, since earliest time, decreed; But mayest thou be with resignation blessed, To bear each evil, howsoe'er distressed. May Hope her anchor lend amid the storm, And o'er the tempest rear her angel forth! May sweet Benevolence, whose words are peace, To the rude whirlwinds softly whisper "cease!" And may Religion, Heaven's own darling child, Teach thee at human cares and griefs to smile; Teach thee to look beyond this world of woe, To Heaven's high fount, whence mercies ever flow. And when this vale of tears is safely passed, When Death's dark curtain shuts the scene at last, May thy freed spirit leave this earthly sod, And fly to seek the bosom of thy God. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HYMN FOR LANIE POO by AMIRI BARAKA CALMING KALI by LUCILLE CLIFTON FAR MEMORY: 1. CONVENT by LUCILLE CLIFTON FAR MEMORY: 4. TRYING TO UNDERSTAND THIS LIFE by LUCILLE CLIFTON FAR MEMORY: 6. KARMA by LUCILLE CLIFTON MY SISTER, THE QUEEN by EDWARD FIELD A DREAM by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON |
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