IN childhood's pride I said to Thee: "O Thou, who mad'st me of Thy breath, Speak, Master, and reveal to me Thine inmost laws of life and death. "Give me to drink each joy and pain Which Thine eternal hand can mete, For my insatiate soul would drain Earth's utmost bitter, utmost sweet. "Spare me no bliss, no pang of strife, Withhold no gift or grief I crave, The intricate lore of love and life And mystic knowledge of the grave." Lord, Thou didst answer stern and low: "Child, I will hearken to thy prayer, And thy unconquered soul shall know All passionate rapture and despair. "Thou shalt drink deep of joy and fame, And love shall burn thee like a fire, And pain shall cleanse thee like a flame, To purge the dross from thy desire. "So shall thy chastened spirit yearn To seek from its blind prayer release, And spent and pardoned, sue to learn The simple secret of My peace. "I, bending from my sevenfold height Will teach thee of My quickening grace, @3Life is a prism of My light, And Death the shadow of My face@1." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOMESDAY BOOK: DR. TRACE TO THE CORONER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE JEWISH CEMETERY AT NEWPORT by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW EVE by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI IDYLLS OF THE KING: THE MARRIAGE OF GERAINT by ALFRED TENNYSON THE ADORATION OF DISK BY KING AKHNATEN AND PRINCESS NEFER NEFERIU ATEN by AKHENATEN |