I LIFT mine eyes to see: earth vanisheth. I lift up wistful eyes and bend my knee: Trembling, bowed down, and face to face with Death, I lift mine eyes to see. Lo what I see is Death that shadows me: Yet whilst I, seeing, draw a shuddering breath, Death like a mist grows rare perceptibly. Beyond the darkness light, beyond the scathe Healing, beyond the Cross a palm- branch tree, Beyond Death Life, on evidence of faith: I lift mine eyes to see. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE IMPORTANCE OF GREEN by JAMES GALVIN STREET-CRIES: 2. THE SHIP OF EARTH by SIDNEY LANIER TRAMP, TRAMP, TRAMP by GEORGE FREDERICK ROOT THE FAMINE YEAR by JANE FRANCESCA WILDE EXODUS 15. SONG OF ISRAEL FOR THE OVERTHROW OF EGYPT IN THE RED SEA by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE PALACE OF OMARTES by EDWARD GEORGE EARLE LYTTON BULWER-LYTTON THE HARVEST by MAXWELL STRUTHERS BURT IN WAR-TIME (AN AMERICAN HOMEWARD-BOUND) by FLORENCE EARLE COATES |