THOU givest me greenest sanctuaries, As birds have the trees. The birds have the trees and I Deep shadow and blue sky, A well of waters, a palm tree, A bird and a bee. As though I were Thine only one Thou makest for me alone A hearth-fire in the wintry cold, A walled city, a sweet fold, A winged sentinel to tell To the night: All's well! Thou spreadest over me and mine The night a-shine With strange and wonderful eyes of stars; And weary of the day's wars Into the nest of love we creep And lie asleep. Hearts are Thy sanctuaries: Thou hast set Wide open a heart's gate Where I come in and am at rest, A bed for my heart, a nest, Sure comfort, surplusage of love. Thou givest enough! Woods are Thy sanctuaries and all Dear gardens musical, And fields and groves where it may be Thine angel walks with me. Thine angel! Nay, but Thou dost walk With me and talk. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DESIRE OF NATIONS by EDWIN MARKHAM JOHN BROWN by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 4. REVEILLE by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN HESPERIDES by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE TAMER OF STEEDS by WILLIAM ROSE BENET TILL THE MIST PASSES by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON |