BECAUSE thou hast the power and own'st the grace To look through and behind this mask of me (Against which years have beat thus blanchingly With their rains), and behold my soul's true face, The dim and weary witness of life's race, -- Because thou hast the faith and love to see, Through that same soul's distracting lethargy, The patient angel waiting for a place In the new Heavens, -- because nor sin nor woe, Nor God's infliction, nor death's neighborhood, Nor all which others viewing, turn to go, Nor all which makes me tired of all, self-viewed, -- Nothing repels thee, ... Dearest, teach me so To pour out gratitude, as thou dost, good! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WOODNOTES: 2 by RALPH WALDO EMERSON TRUST IN GOD by NORMAN MACLEOD (1812-1872) AN EGYPTIAN PULLED GLASS BOTTLE IN THE SHAPE OF A FISH by MARIANNE MOORE IN PROGRESS by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI BORDER BALLAD [OR MARCH, OR SONG], FR. THE MONASTERY by WALTER SCOTT FOOTLIGHT MOTIFS: 4. NATALIE ALT by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS THE FROZEN GRAIL (TO PEARY AND HIS MEN) by ELSA BARKER |