Among the meadows lightly going, With worship and joy my heart o'erflowing, Far from town and toil of living, To a holy day my spirit giving,... * * * Thou tender flower, I kneel beside thee Wondering why God so beautified thee. -- An answering thought within me springeth, A bloom of the mind her vision bringeth. Between the dim hills' distant azure And flowery foreground of sparkling pleasure I see the company of figures sainted, For whom the picture of earth was painted, Those robèd seèrs who made man's story The crown of Nature, Her cause his glory. They walk in the city which they have builded, The city of God from evil shielded: To them for canopy the vault of heaven, The flowery earth for carpet is given; Whereon I wander not unknowing, With worship and joy my heart o'erflowing. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...I LOOK IN MY HEART by SARA TEASDALE TO MY MYRTLE [MIRTLE] by WILLIAM BLAKE A POET'S WELCOME TO HIS LOVE-BEGOTTEN DAUGHTER by ROBERT BURNS THE LITTLE BEACH BIRD by RICHARD HENRY DANA (1787-1879) GREEN SYMPHONY by JOHN GOULD FLETCHER HIS RETURN TO LONDON by ROBERT HERRICK SONNET: 27 by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL THE PASSOVER IN THE HOLY FAMILY (FOR A DRAWING) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI |