Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE MOONLIGHT SONATA: INTRODUCTION, by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL Poet's Biography First Line: The ills we see Last Line: In after life and light all shall be plain and clear. Subject(s): Learning | ||||||||
INTRODUCTION. THE ills we see, -- The mysteries of sorrow deep and long, The dark enigmas of permitted wrong, -- Have all one key: This strange, sad world is but our Father's school; All chance and change His love shall grandly overrule. How sweet to know The trials which we cannot comprehend Have each their own divinely-purposed end! He traineth so For higher learning, ever onward reaching For fuller knowledge yet, and His own deeper teaching. He traineth thus That we may teach the lessons we are taught; That younger learners may be further brought, Led on by us: Well may we wait, or toil, or suffer long, For His dear service so to be made fit and strong. He traineth so That we may shine for Him in this dark world, And bear His standard dauntlessly unfurled: That we may show His praise, by lives that mirror back his love, -- His witnesses on earth, as He is ours above. Nor only here The rich result of all our God doth teach His scholars, slow at best, until we reach A nobler sphere: Then, not till then, our training is complete, And the true life begins for which He made us meet. Are children trained Only that they may reach some higher class? Only for some few school-room years that pass Till growth is gained? Is it not rather for the years beyond To which the father looks with hopes so fair and fond? Bold thought, flash on Into the far depths of Eternity; When Time shall be a faint star-memory, So long, long gone! Only not lost to our immortal sight, Because it ever bears Redemption's quenchless light. Flash on, and stand Among thy bright companions, -- spirits blest, Inhabiting through ages of glad rest The Shining Land! Each singing bliss into each other's hearts, -- Outpouring mighty joy that God's full hand imparts. If sweet below To minister to those whom God doth love, What will it be to minister above! His praise to show In some new strain amid the ransomed choir, To touch their joy and love with note of living fire! With perfect praise, With interchange of rapturous revelation From Christ Himself, the burning adoration Yet higher to raise, For ever and for ever so to bring More glory, and still more, to Him, our gracious King! Look on to this Through all perplexities of grief and strife, -- To this, thy true maturity of life, Thy coming bliss; That such high gifts thy future dower may be, And for such service high thy God prepareth thee. What though to-day Thou canst not trace at all the hidden reason For His strange dealings through the trial-season, -- Trust and obey: And, like the child whose story follows here, In after life and light all shall be plain and clear. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FIELDS OF LEARNING by JOSEPHINE MILES HONORING THE SAND; IN MEMORY OF JOSEPH CAMPBELL by ROBERT BLY DIASPORA by ALICIA SUSKIN OSTRIKER THE GREAT MIGRATION by MINNIE BRUCE PRATT FURTHER ADVANTAGES OF LEARNING by KENNETH REXROTH THE ADVANTAGES OF LEARNING by KENNETH REXROTH MR. WADE, TYPING TEACHER by VIRGIL SUAREZ THE LESSONS OF WATER by DAVID WAGONER CONSECRATION HYMN by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL I DID THIS FOR THEE! WHAT HAST THOU DONE FOR ME? by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL A BIRTHDAY GREETING TO MY FATHER, 1860 by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL |
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