Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ONE DUST, by ALICE CARY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Thou, under satan's fierce control Last Line: Thou, god of love, hast made them all. Subject(s): God | ||||||||
THOU, under Satan's fierce control, Shall Heaven its final rest bestow? I know not, but I know a soul That might have fallen as darkly low. I judge thee not, what depths of ill Soe'er thy feet have found, or trod; I know a spirit and a will As weak, but for the grace of God. Shalt thou with full-day laborers stand, Who hardly canst have pruned one vine? I know not, but I know a hand With an infirmity like thine. Shalt thou who hast with scoffers part, E'er wear the crown the Christian wears? I know not, but I know a heart As flinty, but for tears and prayers. Have mercy, O thou Crucified! For even while I name thy name, I know a tongue that might have lied Like Peter's, and an bowed with shame. Fighters of good fights, -- just, unjust, -- The weak who faint, the frail who fall, -- Of one blood, of the self-same dust, Thou, God of love, hast made them all. | 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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