CHEER up, desponding soul; Thy longing, pleas'd, I see; 'Tis part of that great whole, Wherewith I long'd for thee. Wherewith I long'd for thee, And left my Father's throne; From death to set thee free, To claim thee for my own. To claim thee for my own, I suffer'd on the cross: Oh! were my love but known, No soul could fear its loss. No soul could fear its loss, But, fill'd with love divine, Would @3die@1 on its @3own@1 cross, And @3rise@1 for ever @3mine.@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO A SOLITARY DISCIPLE by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS TREES by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS TROUBLE IN DE KITCHEN by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE CALL TO THE COLORS by ARTHUR GUITERMAN MADLY SINGING IN THE MOUNTAINS by PO CHU-YI BEN JONSON ENTERTAINS A MAN FROM STRATFORD by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON EPIGRAM by DECIMUS MAGNUS AUSONIUS |