SECURE in his prophetic strength, The water peril o'er, The many-gifted man at length Stepp'd on the promised shore. He trod the shore; but not to rest, Nor wait till Angels came; Lo! humblest pains the Saint attest, The firebrands and the flame. But, when he felt the viper's smart, Then instant aid was given; Christian! hence learn to do thy part, And leave the rest to Heaven. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SEA-MEW by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE AMERICAN FOREST GIRL by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS FOR A RETURN by A. A. ANDRIELLO CYNTHIA RETURNED FROM THE COUNTRY by PHILIP AYRES THE EPIPHANY by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |