Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SPIRIT'S LONGINGS, by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL Poet's Biography First Line: When the loveliest flowers are waking Last Line: And with perfect bliss 'tis filled. Subject(s): Soul | ||||||||
WHEN the loveliest flowers are waking, Whispering thoughts of silent joy, And the lark, his nest forsaking, Carols in the beaming sky; When her mantle Beauty flings Over Nature's gladsome things: Yet the soul it doth not fill, Something seeks it fairer still. When the crystal streams are glancing From the Fount of Poesy, Mingling with the all-entrancing Sweetness of calm melody: When the spirit, thirsting long, Feels the wondrous power of song, Yet it yearns for something more, Something which may be in store. When the heart is warmly glowing Toward the dearest ones around, And with joyous love o'erflowing, Fancies happiness is found, Softly hushing noisy mirth, Finds the purest joy of earth; Even then it must aspire, Ever seeking something higher. When the weary spirit turneth From the dark low earth away, And with contrite sorrow mourneth Till the shadows flee away; When the soul on Jesus' breast Sinks in lowly peaceful rest, Then its yearnings all are stilled, And with perfect bliss 'tis filled. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CRUEL FALCON by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE WHOLE SOUL by PHILIP LEVINE I KNOW MY SOUL by CLAUDE MCKAY HONORING THE SAND; IN MEMORY OF JOSEPH CAMPBELL by ROBERT BLY THE CHINESE PEAKS; FOR DONALD HALL by ROBERT BLY THE LIFE OF TOWNS: TOWN OF THE EXHUMATION by ANNE CARSON CONSECRATION HYMN by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL I DID THIS FOR THEE! WHAT HAST THOU DONE FOR ME? by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL A BIRTHDAY GREETING TO MY FATHER, 1860 by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL |
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