THE world forsaken, all its busy cares And stirring interests shunned with desperate flight, All trust abandoned in the healing might Of virtuous action; all that courage dares, Labour accomplishes, or patience bears -- Those helps rejected, they, whose minds perceive How subtly works man's weakness, sighs may heave For such a One beset with cloistral snares. Father of Mercy! rectify his view, If with his vows this object ill agree; Shed over it thy grace, and thus subdue Imperious passion in a heart set free: -- That earthly love may to herself be true, Give him a soul that cleaveth unto thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...REVELATION by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 27 by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN A PETITION TO TIME by BRYAN WALLER PROCTER SONNET: 110 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE THE DRUM: THE NARRATIVE OF THE DEMON OF TEDWORTH by EDITH SITWELL A DAY: AN EPISTLE TO JOHN WILKES, OF AYLESBURY, ESQ. by JOHN ARMSTRONG |