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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PHILIPPIAN, by HILDEGARDE FLANNER First Line: Whatsoever things are lovely' - ah, saint paul Last Line: The word you sent from rome to make men wise. Subject(s): Paul, Saint (1st Century); Saul Of Tarsus | |||
"Whatsoever things are lovely" -- ah, Saint Paul I dare not think on loveliness at all, For fear I see a face I must not see, And long for hands that are not stretched to me; For fear I break a flower and wish a thing That is not mine for garnering. "Whatsoever things are lovely . . . think on these." Oh, bring the eyes to beauty, bend the knees! Was it a silent or a singing way That Paul or Ephesus knelt down to pray? No matter, for all lively things are pain To me become Philippian in vain. Ah, Paul, I practice in perverted guise The word you sent from Rome to make men wise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SAINT PAUL: 1 by FREDERICK WILLIAM HENRY MYERS PAULO POST ORDINATIONEM by JOSEPH BEAUMONT THE APOSTLE by PIERRE JEAN DE BERANGER PAUL by WILLIAM ARTHUR DUNKERLEY IN THE BRITISH MUSEUM by THOMAS HARDY LO! I AM SAUL, FR. SAUL by CHARLES HEAVYSEGE THE CONVERSION OF SAINT PAUL by JOHN KEBLE LOVE'S COSMOPOLITAN;(DEDICATED TO CATHEDRAL OF ST. PAUL THE TENTMAKER) by ANNIE MATHESON A BIRD SINGS AT NIGHT by HILDEGARDE FLANNER |
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