SCATTERING, like birds escaped the fowler's net, Some seek with timely flight a foreign strand; Most happy, re-assembled in a land By dauntless Luther freed, could they forget Their Country's woes. But scarcely have they met, Partners in faith, and brothers in distress, Free to pour forth their common thankfulness, Ere hope declines: -- their union is beset With speculative notions rashly sown, Whence thickly-sprouting growth of poisonous weeds; Their forms are broken staves; their passions, steeds That master them. How enviably blest Is he who can, by help of grace, enthrone The peace of God within his single breast! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ADAM AND HIS FATHER by KAREN SWENSON THE KINGFISHER by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES THE STEAM-ENGINE: CANTO 9: GREAT WESTERN DAYS by T. BAKER LILIES: 2. MY SWORD by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) MIDWINTER by MARGARET E. BRUNER IN THE HIGH HILLS by MAXWELL STRUTHERS BURT ON THE UNION AND THREE-FOLD DISTINCTION OF GOD, NATURE AND CREATURE by JOHN BYROM |