Classic and Contemporary Poetry
RESURRECTION AND IMMORTALITY, by HENRY VAUGHAN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Oft have I seen, when that renewing breath Last Line: Without succession, and without a sun. Alternate Author Name(s): Silurist | ||||||||
Body I Oft have I seen, when that renewing breath That binds and loosens death Inspired a quick'ning power through the dead Creatures abed, Some drowsy silk-worm creep From that long sleep And in weak, infant hummings chime and knell About her silent cell Until at last full with the vital Ray She winged away, And proud with life and sense, Heav'n's rich expense, Esteemed (vain things!) of two whole elements As mean, and span-extents. Shall I then think such providence will be Less friend to me? Or that he can endure to be unjust Who keeps his Covenant even with our dust? Soul 2 Poor, querulous handful! was't for this I taught thee all that is? Unbowelled nature, showed thee her recruits, And change of suits, And how of death we make A mere mistake, For no thing can to Nothing fall, but still Incorporates by skill, And then returns, and from the womb of things Such treasure brings As phoenix-like renew'th Both life and youth; For a preserving spirit doth still pass Untainted through this mass, Which doth resolve, produce, and ripen all That to it fall; Nor are those births which we Thus suffering see Destroyed at all; but when time's restless wave Their substance doth deprave And the more noble Essence finds his house Sickly and loose, He, ever young, doth wing Unto that spring, And source of spirits, where he takes his lot Till time no more shall rot His passive cottage; which (though laid aside) Like some spruce bride, Shall one day rise, and clothed with shining light All pure and bright Re-marry to the soul, for 'tis most plain Thou only fall'st to be refined again. 3 Then I that here saw darkly in a glass But mists and shadows pass, And, by their own weak shine, did search the springs And course of things, Shall with enlightened Rays Pierce all their ways; And as thou saw'st, I in a thought could go To heav'n, or earth below To read some star, or min'ral, and in state There often sate, So shalt thou then with me (Both winged and free) Rove in that mighty and eternal light Where no rude shade or night Shall dare approach us; we shall there no more Watch stars, or pore Through melancholy clouds, and say, Would it were day! One everlasting Sabbath there shall run Without succession, and without a sun. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest... |
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