Yea, blessed and holy is he that hath part in the First Resurrection! We mark well his bulwarks, we set up his tokens, we gaze, even we, On this lustre of God and of Christ, this creature of flawless perfection: Yea, blessed and holy is he. But what? an offscouring of earth, a wreck from the turbulent sea, A bloodstone unflinchingly hewn for the Temple's eternal erection, One scattered and peeled, one sifted and chastened and scorged and set free? Yea, this is that worshipful stone of the Wise Master Builder's election, Yea, this is that King and that Priest where all Hallows bow down the knee, Yea, this man set nigh to the Throne is Jonathan of David's delection, Yea, blessed and holy is he. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EPILOGUE TO DRAMATIS PERSONAE by ROBERT BROWNING THE NEED OF BEING VERSED IN COUNTRY THINGS by ROBERT FROST HUGH SELWYN MAUBERLEY: 9. MR. NIXON by EZRA POUND COMPOSED AT NEIDPATH CASTLE, 1803 by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE YOUNG CARPENTER by AL-RUSAFI |