Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HEAVEN, by MARY WINTER WERE First Line: Heaven shines over the mountains Last Line: And sweet is our daily bread. Subject(s): Heaven; Jesus Christ; Paradise | ||||||||
Heaven shines over the mountains, Earth with its glory pales; Love is of love begotten And sweet is the print of the Nails. He came through the fragrant morning, Treading the day new-born. Light is of Light begotten And sweet is the mark of the Thorn. Down He came to the city, To the city tortured and drear. Peace is of Peace begotten And deep is the Wound of the Spear ... Of Nails and Spear and Thorn-wood Are a Shield and a Shelter made. Home is of Home begotten And for all is a Table laid. Heaven shines over the city, Blood is the Vintage shed; Life is of Life begotten And sweet is Our Daily Bread. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE END OF LIFE by PHILIP JAMES BAILEY SEVEN TWILIGHTS: 6 by CONRAD AIKEN THE BOOK OF THE DEAD MAN (#19): 2. MORE ABOUT THE DEAD MAN AND WINTER by MARVIN BELL THE WORLDS IN THIS WORLD by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR A SKELETON FOR MR. PAUL IN PARADISE; AFTER ALLAN GUISINGER by NORMAN DUBIE BEAUTY & RESTRAINT by DANIEL HALPERN HOW IT WILL HAPPEN, WHEN by DORIANNE LAUX IF THIS IS PARADISE by DORIANNE LAUX |
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