Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TILL THE MIST PASSES, by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON Poet's Biography First Line: Till the mist passes, and ye can descry Last Line: Also the utmost man that lives in you. Alternate Author Name(s): Leigh, Arbor; Guggenberger, Mrs. Ignatz; Bevington, L. S. Subject(s): Conduct Of Life | ||||||||
TILL the mist passes, and ye can descry Why hearts for ages loved the love-shed blood Of a pure Christ, and praised a humble God, Hush, ye song-gifted! lest ye sing a lie. Till the din ceases, and again ye hear Echo in your own soul, each one of you, Of all that won men to be sad and true, Wait; that your note through waiting may grow clear. Swift blisses of a wanton, will-less hour, -- Soft hair, youth's happy lips, love's laughter low, Pall if ye praise nought else; perennial glow Streams from no age that hymns but half its power. Men of the morrow! ye of kindliest scan! Chaunt still most sweetly what most strength may save, Find song for what is difficult and brave, -- For what begins not lowlier than at man. But ever in its great simplicity Supposes all the powers of his blood, His strange self-ordering sense of brotherhood, And all the subtle joys of sympathy. Fine flavours of discriminated good Learnt from the tasting of the knowledge-tree, Things that it takes the whole of man to be, And poets' travail to make understood. From out the strife of mad, conflicting needs So shall your music strike a harmony, And hold aloft a meaning steadfastly Above the ruin-crash of falling creeds. Be true to man, our poets! Ay, be true To both the moods of this twain-natured thing; -- His breath of self sing if ye will, but sing Also the utmost man that lives in you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INTRODUCTION TO THE WORLD by MATTHEA HARVEY SLOWLY: I FREQUENTLY SLOWLY WISH by LYN HEJINIAN MY LIFE: YET WE INSIST THAT LIFE IS FULL OF HAPPY CHANCE by LYN HEJINIAN CHAPTER HEADING by ERNEST HEMINGWAY PUNK HALF PANTHER by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA A CERTAIN MAN by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA GREEN-STRIPED MELONS by JANE HIRSHFIELD LIKE THE SMALL HOLE BY THE PATH-SIDE SOMETHING LIVES IN by JANE HIRSHFIELD EGOISME A DEUX' by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON |
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