Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SILENT PRAISE, by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER



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First Line: O thou, who givest to the woodland wren
Last Line: Hath breathed abroad those folds of silent praise!
Subject(s): Worship


O Thou, Who givest to the woodland wren
A throat, like to a little light-set door,
That opens to his early joy - to men
The spirit of true worship, which is more
Than all this sylvan rapture: what a world
Is Thine, O Lord! - skies, earth, men, beasts, and birds!
The poet and the painter have unfurled
Their love and wonder in descriptive words,
Or sprightly hues - each, after his own sort,
Emptying his heart of its delicious hoards;
But all self-conscious blazonry comes short
Of that still sense no active mood affords,
Ere yet the brush is dipt, or uttered phrase
Hath breathed abroad those folds of silent praise!





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