THOU new-born Rose, emerging from the dew, Like Aphrodite, when the lovely bather Blushed from the sea, how fair thou art to view, And fragrant to the smell! The Almighty Father Implanted thee, that men of every hue, Even a momentary joy might gather; And shall he save one people, and pursue Others to endless agony? O rather Let me believe in thee thou holy Rose, Who dost alike thy lips of love unclose, Be thy abode by saint or savage trod. Thou art the priest whose sermons soothe our woes, Preaching, with nature's tongue from every sod, Love to mankind, and confidence in God. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FINIS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SONGS WITH PRELUDES: REGRET by JEAN INGELOW GOOD FRIDAY (1) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI WILLIE AND HELEN by HEW AINSLIE LOVE'S CHANGE by ANNE REEVE ALDRICH THE NURSE'S STORY: THE HAND OF GLORY by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |