Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MERCIES, by ALICE CARY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Lest the great glory from on high Last Line: The hollow of his hand? Subject(s): God | ||||||||
LEST the great glory from on high Should make our senses swim, Our blessed Lord hath spread the sky Between ourselves and Him. He made the Sabbath shine before The work-days and the care, And set about its golden door The messengers of prayer. Across our earthly pleasures fled He sends his heavenly light, Like morning streaming broad and red Adown the skirts of night. He nearest comes when most his face Is wrapt in clouds of gloom; The firmest pillars of his grace Are planted in the tomb. Oh shall we not the power of sin And vanity withstand, When thus our Father holds us in The hollow of his hand? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MOUNTAIN IS STRIPPED by DAVID IGNATOW AS CLOSE AS BREATHING by MARK JARMAN UNHOLY SONNET 1 by MARK JARMAN UNHOLY SONNET 13 by MARK JARMAN BIRTH-DUES by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE SILENT SHEPHERDS by ROBINSON JEFFERS GOING TO THE HORSE FLATS by ROBINSON JEFFERS A SPINSTER'S STINT by ALICE CARY |
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