Classic and Contemporary Poetry
RITUAL, by WILLIAM ROSE BENET Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Lord god, what may we think of thee Last Line: Like as the trees whose rustlings cease, -- who hear thee and are still! Subject(s): God; Worship | ||||||||
Lord God, what may we think of Thee, Save that in stars we drink of Thee, Save that in the abundance of Thy sunlight we have seen Thine excellent intention; And Thy marvelous invention In great and little living things and all the grades between? Lord God, what may we pray to Thee Who know our hearts give way to Thee Surely at last in secret depths, though protest long denies, And that to live is wonder With worlds above and under Unreached of any mortal heart, blurred to all mortal eyes? Lord God, the fitting praise to Thee Rather would seem to raise to Thee Only pure honesty of mind, waiting Thy stalwart will; Like as the hills believe Thee, Like as the seas receive Thee, Like as the trees whose rustlings cease, -- who hear Thee and are still! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...COMPANIONSHIP by MALTBIE DAVENPORT BABCOCK FOR I WILL CONSIDER YOUR DOG MOLLY by DAVID LEHMAN RUSSIAN CATHEDRAL by CLAUDE MCKAY LITTLE WHITE CHURCH by MARILYN NELSON A STEEPLE ON THE HOUSE by ROBERT FROST MATE (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ANSWER TO PRAYER by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE TEN COMMANDMENTS by GEORGE SANTAYANA THE FALCONER OF GOD by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |
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