THIS is a day the Lord hath made." -- Thus spake The good religious heart, unstained, unworn, Watching the golden glory of the morn. -- Since, on each happy day that came to break Like sunlight o'er this silent life of mine, Yea, on each beauteous morning I saw shine, I have remembered these your words, rejoiced And been glad in it. So, o'er many-voiced Tumultuous harmonies of tropic seas, Which chant an everlasting farewell grand Between ourselves and you and the old land, Receive this token: many words chance-sown May oftentimes have taken root and grown, To bear food fruit perennially, like these. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BETWEEN THE LINES by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON EXCELSIOR by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW VALENTINES TO MY MOTHER: 1884 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI TO JANE: KEEN STARS by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY S. JOHN: THE DISCIPLE, WHOM JESUS LOVED by JOSEPH BEAUMONT A DREAM by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES A CLASSICAL CONTRAST by PATRICK REGINALD CHALMERS |