O LORD and Christ, Thy Children of the South So shudder, when they see The two-edged sword sharp-issuing from Thy mouth, As to fall back from Thee, And cling to charms of man, or heathen rite To aid them against Thee, Thou Fount of love and light! But I before Thine awful eyes will go And firmly fix me there, In my full shame; not bent my doom to know, Not fainting wth despair; Not fearing less than they, but deeming sure, If e'en Thy Name shall fail, nought my base heart can cure. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A LITTLE WHILE by HORATIO (HORATIUS) BONAR FOUR QUARTETS: BURNT NORTON by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT ELEGY BEFORE DEATH by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY EPITAPH FOR ONE WHO WOULD NOT BE BURIED IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY by ALEXANDER POPE THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 71. THE CHOICE (1) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE MAN WHO DREAMED OF FAERYLAND by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS A SONG ABOUT SINGING by ANNE REEVE ALDRICH |