Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, PASTURE LANDS, by MARGARET ELIZABETH MUNSON SANGSTER


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PASTURE LANDS, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Green pastures,' said the psalmist
Last Line: And bend me at his feet.
Alternate Author Name(s): Van Deth, Gerrit, Mrs.
Subject(s): Fields; Pastures; Meadows; Leas


"GREEN pastures," said the Psalmist,
In that old strain of praise
Which pours its matchless music o'er
Our rough and rugged ways;
Which rests us with its tenderness,
As when a mother sings,
And to our weary moods of pain
Divinest healing brings.

"Green pastures." Pent in city walls
I think of them to-day,—
How cool and sunny sweet they stretch
O'er uplands far away;
How velvet-soft their hill-slopes lie,
How long their shadows sweep,
How tranquil are their silences,
Their evening peace how deep!

O quiet miles on miles of green!
O fields with clover fair!
Where flocks repose, where happy birds
Salute the morning air;
Where never alien step intrudes,
Nor harsh invader comes,
Nor peals the great world's bugle blast,
Nor beats its martial drums.

Had I the wings of eagle strong,
Or of the gentle dove,
How would I seek your solitudes,
Your calm, embracing love!
And yet, where hearts in fellowship
Around me closely stand,
Where loyal hands are clasping mine,
Must be my pasture-land.

And He who clothes the meadows,
And weaves the radiant light
Of flower and vine, on mountain sides,
And through the valleys bright,
Shall give to me the pasture green,
The waters still and sweet,
Oft as I take my need, my thirst,
And bend me at His feet.





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