Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, IN NEW YORK: 1. ON SUNDAY MORNING, by WILLIAM ALEXANDER PERCY


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IN NEW YORK: 1. ON SUNDAY MORNING, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Far, far from here the church bells ring
Last Line: As she prays for her child.
Subject(s): Bells; New York City; Religion; Sun; Manhattan; New York, New York; The Big Apple; Theology


Far, far from here the church bells ring,
As when I was a child,
And there is one I dearly love
Walks in the sunlight mild.
To church she goes, and with her once
I went, a little child.

The church bells ring far, far away,
The village streets are bright,
The sunlight falls in slanting bars
And fills the church with light.
And I remember when I knelt
Beside her, in delight.

There's something lost, there's something lost,
Some wisdom has beguiled!
My heart has flown a thousand miles
And in the sunlight mild
I kneel and weep beside her there
As she prays for her child.





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