THE glorious star of morning would we blame Because it burns not on the front of night? Or the calm evening planet, that her light Foretells not sunrise, with its herald-flame? All things that are should subtly own the same Eternal law! the stars shine on aright, Each in his sphere; the souls of Love and Might Their separate bounds of grace or grandeur claim; Not on the low or lofty, great or small, Should justice fix for judgment; the true soul, Which sways its own world in serene control, Highest or humblest -- such the Master's call Shall summon upward, with its deep "well done," And the just Father crown his faithful son! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FALL OF RICHMOND [APRIL, 1865] by HERMAN MELVILLE IDYLLS OF THE KING: LANCELOT AND ELAINE by ALFRED TENNYSON EJACULATORY PRAYER by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS RIDDLE by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD FRAGMENTS INTENDED FOR DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: MOURNER'S CONSOLED by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |