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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ENGLAND, by JOHN HENRY NEWMAN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Tyre of the west, and glorying in the name Last Line: So gives he them by turn, to suffer or be blest. Subject(s): England; English | |||
TYRE of the West, and glorying in the name More than in Faith's pure fame! O trust not crafty fort nor rock renown'd Earn'd upon hostile ground; Wielding Trade's master-keys, at thy proud will To lock or loose its waters, England! trust not still. Dread thine own power! Since haughty Babel's prime, High towers have been man's crime. Since her hoar age, when the huge moat lay bare, Strongholds have been man's snare. Thy nest is in the crags; ah! refuge frail! Mad counsel in its hour, or traitors, will prevail. He who scann'd Sodom for His righteous men Still spares thee for thy ten; But, should rash tongues the Bride of Heaven defy, He will not pass thee by; For, as earth's kings welcome their spotless guest, So gives He them by turn, to suffer or be blest. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NINETEEN FORTY by NORMAN DUBIE GHOSTS IN ENGLAND by ROBINSON JEFFERS STAYING UP FOR ENGLAND by LIAM RECTOR STONE AND FLOWER by KENNETH REXROTH THE HANGED MAN by KENNETH REXROTH ENGLISH TRAIN COMPARTMENT by JOHN UPDIKE FLOWERS WITHOUT FRUIT by JOHN HENRY NEWMAN |
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