Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE WORLD, by THOMAS TRAHERNE Poet's Biography First Line: When adam first did from his dust arise Last Line: And ever will the same. Subject(s): Earth; God; World | ||||||||
1 When Adam first did from his dust arise, He did not see, Nor could there be A greater joy before his eyes: The sun as bright for me doth shine; The spheres above Do show His love, While they to kiss the earth incline, The stars as great a service do; The moon as much I view As Adam did, and all God's works divine Are glorious still, and mine. 2 Sin spoil'd them; but my Saviour's precious blood Sprinkled I see On them to be, Making them all both safe and good: With greater rapture I admire That I from hell Redeem'd, do dwell On earth as yet; and here a fire Not scorching but refreshing glows, And living water flows, Which Dives more than silver doth desire, Of crystals far the best. 3 What shall I render unto Thee, my God, For teaching me The wealth to see Which doth enrich Thy great abode? My virgin-thoughts in childhood were Full of content, And innocent, Without disturbance, free and clear, Even like the streams of crystal springs, Where all the curious things Do from the bottom of the well appear When no filth or mud is there. 4 For so when first I in the summer-fields Saw golden corn The earth adorn (This day that sight its pleasure yields), No rubies could more take mine eye; Nor pearls of price, By man's device Set in enamel'd gold most curiously, More costly seem to me, How rich so e'er they be By men esteem'd; nor could these more be mine That on my finger shine. 5 The skies above so sweetly then did smile, Their curtains spread Above my head And with its height mine eye beguile; So lovely did the distant green That fring'd the field Appear, and yield Such pleasant prospects to be seen From neighbouring hills; no precious stone, Or crown, or royal throne, Which do bedeck the richest Indian lord, Could such delight afford. 6 The sun, that gilded all the bordering woods, Shone from the sky To beautify My earthly and my heavenly goods; Exalted in his throne on high, He shed his beams In golden streams That did illustrate all the sky; Those floods of light which he displays, Did fill the glittering ways, While that unsufferable piercing eye The ground did glorify. 7 The choicest colours, yellow, green, and blue, Did on this court In comely sort A mix'd variety bestrew; Like gold with emeralds between; As if my God From His abode By these intended to be seen. And so He was: I Him descried In's works, the surest guide Dame Nature yields; His love, His life doth there For evermore appear. 8 No house nor holder in this world did I Observe to be; What I did see Seem'd all mine own: wherein did lie A mine, a garden, of delights; Pearls were but stones; And great kings' thrones, Compared with such benefits, But empty chairs; a crown, a toy Scarce apt to please a boy. All other are but petty trifling shows, To that which God bestows. 9 A royal crown, inlaid with precious stones, Did less surprise The infant eyes Of many other little ones, Than the great beauties of this frame, Made for my sake, Mine eyes did take, Which I divine, and mine, do name. Surprising joys beyond all price Compos'd a Paradise, Which did my soul to love my God inflame, And ever will the same. | Other Poems of Interest...THE BROKEN BALANCE by ROBINSON JEFFERS SUBJECTED EARTH by ROBINSON JEFFERS GEOMETAPHYSICS by MARGARET AVISON NIAGARA by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS SOPHISTICATION by CONRAD AIKEN I SEE CHILE IN MY REARVIEW MIRROR by AGHA SHAHID ALI WASHING OUR HANDS OF THE REST OF AMERICA by MARVIN BELL |
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