May the strong arms of God be ever round about thee! Yea, mayest thou feel the sense of summer sun throughout thee Pass, even on the gas-lit boards! I can do nothing more. Lo! I can only love thee. But the great love of God around thee and above thee Can flow, and guard thee more than shields or swords. "To-night and every night"—so doth my deep strong yearning Float upward towards God's throne—"do thou, Lord God, with burning Impassioned fence of angels' wings Guard her and hold her safe: or guard her with my passion, Changed to a fiery sword of unexampled fashion! Change to an iron shield this heart that sings! "Make thou my soul so pure that prayer may find and reach her And with strong fervent mouth and might divine beseech her, If e'er her footsteps turn aside. Oh, let me be the voice of rivers and of mountains: Give thou my song the ring of old flower-bordered fountains: Let somewhat of me in her heart abide. "I have the love, but not the power to guard and shield her. Thou hast the power, O God. To thee then, God, I yield her:— To thee: but not to mortal man. Yet, this I ask,—this much: if thou must ever save her By gift of death, Lord God,—take @3this,@1 the heart I gave her; Die not thou for her,—never,—for I can." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...POETRY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THIRTY BOB A WEEK by JOHN DAVIDSON RELIEVING GUARD by FRANCIS BRET HARTE POLWART ON THE GREEN by ALLAN RAMSAY TIMES GO BY TURNS by ROBERT SOUTHWELL THE YOUNG HOUSEWIFE by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS HE WISHES FOR THE CLOTHS OF HEAVEN by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |