Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, LYRIC, by ALICE CARY



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First Line: Thou givest, lord, to nature law
Last Line: Forbid it by thy love.
Subject(s): Nature


THOU givest, Lord, to Nature law,
And she in turn doth give
Her poorest flower a right to draw
Whate'er she needs to live.

The dews upon her forehead fall,
The sunbeams round her lean,
And dress her humble form with all
The glory of a queen.

In thickets wild, in woodland bowers,
By waysides, everywhere,
The plainest flower of all the flowers
Is shining with thy care.

And shall I, through my fear and doubt,
Be less than one of these,
And come from seeking thee without
By blessed influences?

Thou who hast crowned my life with powers
So large, -- so high above
The fairest flower of all the flowers, --
Forbid it by thy love.





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