I O LITTLE flower, O tiny golden sun, Shining amid the grass Where we wayfarers pass So near thee, little one! I look and stand in awe For what but now I saw: Thou saidst—I almost heard Thy quiet word— Thou saidst to one, "Draw nigh" But to the next, "Go by"; And, lo, each straightway did As he was bid! II O happy star, O little silver world, That comest up the blue, Singing, when day is through And winds are furled, I tremble as I see Thy large eye look on me! Thou saidst, with gentle voice Down calling through the shade, To one thou saidst, "Rejoice: Sing with me, Pure-in-Heart"; But unto one, "Depart"; And they obeyed. III O love-lit face, O beautiful sweet face, Limned on the canvas there, How scarcely do I dare Behold thy truth and grace! For thou art saying, too, What each must do— Come near or go afar, Whoe'er we are. Some, therefore, look and stay, Some look and turn away, And all obey. IV What golden key, What clue divinely spun, Waits to reveal this power, In face and star and flower, That speaks and it is done? Lo! all things good and true That meet my eyes; All deeds that others do In love and sacrifice,— Seem, by some high command, Robed in strange light, and stand Dividing men on sight To left and right: Where'er I turn my feet, I find no neutral place, No voiceless thing, but face Some judgment seat! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY ORCHA'D IN LINDEN LEA by WILLIAM BARNES MY PICTURE LEFT IN SCOTLAND by BEN JONSON AUSPEX by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL FACADE: 17. DARK SONG by EDITH SITWELL ODES: BOOK 1: ODE 18. TO THE HON. FRANCIS EARL OF HUNTINGDON by MARK AKENSIDE TOLEDO CAPTURED BY THE FRANKS by AL-ASSAL A SONNET. OF LOVE by PHILIP AYRES UNSOPHISTICATED WISHES, BY MISS JEMINA INGOLDSBY, AGED 15 by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |