Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE MORNING-WATCH, by HENRY VAUGHAN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: O joys! Infinite sweetness! With what flowers Last Line: My lamp and life, both shall in thee abide. Alternate Author Name(s): Silurist | ||||||||
O Joys! infinite sweetness! with what flowers And shoots of glory my soul breaks and buds! All the long hours Of night and rest Through the still shrouds Of sleep and clouds, This dew fell on my breast. Oh, how it bloods And spirits all my earth! hark! in what rings And hymning circulations the quick world Awakes and sings! The rising winds, And falling springs, Birds, beasts, all things Adore Him in their kinds. Thus all is hurled In sacred hymns and order; the great chime And symphony of Nature. Prayer is The world in tune, A spirit-voice, And vocal joys, Whose echo is Heaven's bliss. Oh, let me climb When I lie down! the Pious soul by night Is like a clouded star, whose beams, though said To shed their light Under some cloud, Yet are above, And shine and move Beyond that misty shroud. So in my bed, That curtained grave, though sleep like ashes hide My lamp and life, both shall in Thee abide. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest... |
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