THE better portion didst thou choose, Great Heart. Thy God's first choice, and pledge of Gentile grace! Faith's truest type, he with unruffled face Bore the world's smile, and bade her slaves depart; Whether, a trader, with no trader's art, He buys in Canaan his last resting-place, -- Or freely yields rich Siddim's ample space, -- Or braves the rescue, and the battle's smart, Yet scorns the heathen gifts of those he saved. O happy in their soul's high solitude, Who commune thus with God, and not with earth! Amid the scoffings of the wealth-enslaved, A ready prey, as though in absent mood They calmly move, nor reck the unmanner'd mirth. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT THE CHURCH DOOR by GEORGE SANTAYANA WEIGHING THE BABY by ETHEL LYNN BEERS UNMANIFEST DESTINY by RICHARD HOVEY DANUBE AND THE EUXINE by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN THE CAGED LION by ANNE MILLAY BREMER TWO PATHS by ANNE MILLAY BREMER A PASTORAL OF PHILLIS AND CORYDON by NICHOLAS BRETON SONNET ON MOOR PARK - WRITTEN AUGUST 20, 1807 by SAMUEL EGERTON BRYDGES THE WANDERER: 2. IN FRANCE: THE NOVEL by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |