What has been will be, 'Tis the under law of life; 'Tis the song of sky and sea, To the key of calm and strife. For guard we as we may, What is to be will be, The dark must fold each day -- The shore must gird each sea. All things are ruled by law; 'Tis only in man's will You meet a feeble flaw; But fate is weaving still The web and woof of life, With hands that have no hearts, Thro' calmness and thro' strife, Despite all human arts. For fate is master here, He laughs at human wiles; He sceptres every tear, And fetters any smiles. What is to be will be, We cannot help ourselves; The waves ask not the sea Where lies the shore that shelves. The law is coldest steel, We live beneath its sway, It cares not what we feel, And so pass night and day. And sometimes we may think This cannot -- will not -- be: Some waves must rise -- some sink, Out on the midnight sea. And we are weak as waves That sink upon the shore; We go down into graves -- Fate chants the nevermore; Cometh a voice! Kneel down! 'Tis God's -- there is no fate -- He giveth the Cross and Crown, He opens the jeweled gate. He watcheth with such eyes As only mothers own -- "Sweet Father in the skies! Ye call us to a throne." There is no fate -- God's love Is law beneath each law, And law all laws above Fore'er, without a flaw. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FUNERAL HYMN by LOUIS UNTERMEYER PEACE ON EARTH by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON PSALM 52 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE EPIGRAM ON SAID OCCASION by ROBERT BURNS THE WOUNDED HARE by ROBERT BURNS TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 4. THE TRYSTING by EDWARD CARPENTER WAITING THE CHANGE by PHOEBE CARY TO---- by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. TO [THE REVEREND] MR. NEWTON ON HIS RETURN FROM RAMSGATE by WILLIAM COWPER |