ONE of the crowd went up, And knelt before the Paten and the Cup, Received the Lord, returned in peace, and prayed Close to my side. Then in my heart I said: "O Christ, in this man's life -- This stranger who is Thine -- in all his strife, All his felicity, his good and ill, In the assaulted stronghold of his will, "I do confess Thee here, Alive within this life; I know Thee near Within this lonely conscience, closed away Within this brother's solitary day. "Christ in his unknown heart, His intellect unknown -- this love, this art, This battle and this peace, this destiny That I shall never know, look upon me! "Christ in his numbered breath, Christ in his beating heart and in his death, Christ in his mystery! From that secret place And from that separate dwelling, give me grace!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ASIAN BIRDS by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES THE COCK AND THE FOX, OR THE TALE OF THE NUN'S PRIEST by GEOFFREY CHAUCER ODE TO FEAR by WILLIAM COLLINS (1721-1759) RETURN OF SPRING by PIERRE DE RONSARD THE HONEYSUCKLE by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN HYMEN AND CUPID - MARRIAGE AND LOVE by APHRA BEHN |