Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AN ABIDING CITY, by KATHARINE TYNAN Poet's Biography First Line: My city walls are builded sure Last Line: Pass in a dream of light. Alternate Author Name(s): Hinkson, Katharine Tynan Subject(s): Cities; Comfort; God; Walls; Urban Life | ||||||||
MY city walls are builded sure Whatever foes assail; I go my ways in peace secure As I were clad in mail. The Hand that holds me keeps me well, 'Twixt earth and Heaven I rest. Within that Hand in joy I dwell, Without am sore distrest. Free from all cares this Hand doth hold Poor folk that creep within. Darkness and grief are turned to gold, There's naught of soil or sin. When dawn comes redly up like wine It shines through Fingers five; The Precious Blood was shed long-syne To keep my soul alive. Safe in that Hand, nothing I dread, No foe shall make me fear, I who have roses for my bed Soft as a bosom dear. My city walls are builded strong, My sentries go in white, The years long and the seasons long Pass in a dream of light. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THINGS (FOR AN INDIAN) TO DO IN NEW YORK (CITY) by SHERMAN ALEXIE THE CITY REVISITED by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET TEN OXHERDING PICTURES: ENTERING THE CITY WITH BLISS-BESTOWING HANDS by LUCILLE CLIFTON THE CITY OF THE OLESHA FRUIT by NORMAN DUBIE DISCOVERING THE PHOTOGRAPH OF LLOYD, EARL, AND PRISCILLA by LYNN EMANUEL MY DIAMOND STUD by ALICE FULTON |
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