O DEARER far than light and life are dear, Full oft our human foresight I deplore; Trembling, through my unworthiness, with fear That friends, by death disjoined, may meet no more! Misgivings, hard to vanquish or control, Mix with the day, and cross the hour of rest; While all the future, for thy purer soul, With "sober certainties" of love is blest. That sigh of thine, not meant for human ear, Tells that these words thy humbleness offend; Yet bear me up -- else faltering in the rear Of a steep march: support me to the end. Peace settles where the intellect is meek, And Love is dutiful in thought and deed; Through Thee communion with that Love I seek: The faith Heaven strengthens where 'he' moulds the Creed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DEATH SNIPS PROUD MEN by CARL SANDBURG WE HAVE GONE THROUGH GREAT ROOMS TOGETHER by CARL SANDBURG REPORT OF AN ADJUDGED CASE, NOT TO BE FOUND IN ANY BOOKS by WILLIAM COWPER ELEGY: 9. THE AUTUMNAL [BEAUTY] by JOHN DONNE THE SONG OF HIAWATHA: THE FOUR WINDS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW RED HANRAHAN'S SONG ABOUT IRELAND by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |