Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TRUST, by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I am thy grass, o lord! Last Line: As tall, as sweet again. Subject(s): Faith; Belief; Creed | ||||||||
I AM Thy grass, O Lord! I grow up sweet and tall But for a day, beneath Thy sword To lie at evenfall. Yet have I not enough In that brief day of mine? The wind, the bees, the wholesome stuff The sun pours out like wine. Behold, this is my crown, -- Love will not let me be; Love holds me here; Love cuts me down; And it is well with me. Lord, Love, keep it but so; Thy purpose is full plain: I die that after I may grow As tall, as sweet again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...UNHOLY SONNET 4 by MARK JARMAN QUIA ABSURDUM by ROBINSON JEFFERS GOING TO THE HORSE FLATS by ROBINSON JEFFERS SONNET TO FORTUNE by LUCY AIKEN JONATHAN EDWARDS IN WESTERN MASSACHUSETTS by ROBERT LOWELL RELIGIOUS INSTRUCTION by MINA LOY A CHRISTMAS FOLK-SONG by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE |
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