Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, OUR NEW CHURCH CLOCK, by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER


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OUR NEW CHURCH CLOCK, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Henceforward shall our time be plainly read
Last Line: With summer flies and voices from the fields!
Subject(s): Clocks; Time


Henceforward shall our Time be plainly read -
Down in the nave I catch the twofold beat
Of those full-weighted moments overhead;
And hark! the hour goes clanging down the street
To the open plain! How sweet at eventide
Will that clear music be to toil-worn men!
Call them home, each to his own fire-side;
How sweet the toll of all the hours till then!
The cattle, too, the self-same sound shall hear,
But they can never know the power it wields
O'er human hearts, that labour, hope, and fear;
Our village-clock means nought to steed or steer;
The call of Time will share each twinkling ear
With summer flies and voices from the fields!





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