Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TINY TOKENS, by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL Poet's Biography First Line: The murmur of a waterfall Last Line: To make it well! Subject(s): Grief; Sorrow; Sadness | ||||||||
THE murmur of a waterfall A mile away, The rustle when a robin lights Upon a spray, The lapping of a lowland stream On dipping boughs, The sound of grazing from a herd Of gentle cows, The echo from a wooded hill Of cuckoo's call, The quiver through the meadow grass At evening fall: -- Too subtle are these harmonies For pen and rule; Such music is not understood By any school: But when the brain is overwrought, It hath a spell, Beyond all human skill and power, To make it well. The memory of a kindly word For long gone by, The fragrance of a fading flower Sent lovingly, The gleaming of a sudden smile Or sudden tear, The warmer pressure of the hand, The tone of cheer, The hush that means "I cannot speak, But I have heard!" The note that only bears a verse From God's own word: -- Such tiny things we hardly count As ministry; The givers deeming they have shown Scant sympathy; But, when the heart is overwrought, Oh, who can tell The power of such tiny things To make it well! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONOMA FIRE by JANE HIRSHFIELD AS THE SPARKS FLY UPWARDS by JOHN HOLLANDER WHAT GREAT GRIEF HAS MADE THE EMPRESS MUTE by JUNE JORDAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 19 by JAMES JOYCE DIRGE AT THE END OF THE WOODS by LEONIE ADAMS 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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