Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE DEATH OF MOSES, by JOHN HENRY NEWMAN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: My father's hope! My childhood's dream! Last Line: But seen, and not possest? Subject(s): Moses | ||||||||
MY Father's hope! my childhood's dream! The promise from on high! Long waited for! its glories beam Now when my death is nigh. My death is come, but not decay; Nor eye nor mind is dim; The keenness of youth's vigorous day Thrills in each nerve and limb. Blest scene! thrice welcome after toil -- If no deceit I view; O might my lips but press the soil, And prove the vision true! Its glorious heights, its wealthy plains, Its many-tinted groves, They call! but He my steps restrains Who chastens whom He loves. Ah! now they melt...they are but shades... I die! -- yet is no rest, O Lord! in store, since Canaan fades But seen, and not possest? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO A DARK MOSES by LUCILLE CLIFTON MOSES: A PLAY by ISAAC ROSENBERG BURIAL OF MOSES by CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 77. AL-MUTAHALI by EDWIN ARNOLD MOUNT SINAI by HORATIO (HORATIUS) BONAR JOCHANAN HAKKADOSH: NOTE by ROBERT BROWNING |
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