Classic and Contemporary Poetry
I SEEK THEE IN THE HEART ALONE, by HERBERT TRENCH Poet's Biography First Line: Fountain of fire whom all divide Last Line: She comes to me. Subject(s): Religion; Theology | ||||||||
FOUNTAIN of Fire whom all divide, We haste asunder like the spray But waneless doth Thy flame abide Whom every torch can take away! I seek Thee in the heart alone, I shall not find in hill or plain; Our rushing star must keep its moan, Our nightly soul its homeward pain. Song beyond thought, Light beyond power, Even the consumings of this breast Advance the clearness of that hour When all shall poise, and be at rest. It cracks at last -- the glowing sheath, The illusion, Personality -- Absorbed and interwound with death The myriads are dissolved in Thee. She comes not when Noon is on the Roses SHE comes not when Noon is on the roses -- Too bright is Day. She comes not to the Soul till it reposes From work and play. But when Night is on the hills, and the great Voices Roll in from sea, By starlight and by candlelight and dreamlight She comes to me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MYSTIC BOUNCE by TERRANCE HAYES MATHEMATICS CONSIDERED AS A VICE by ANTHONY HECHT UNHOLY SONNET 11 by MARK JARMAN SHINE, PERISHING REPUBLIC by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE COMING OF THE PLAGUE by WELDON KEES |
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