Spring Flowers And Rowen
Spring Flowers And Rowen
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Ah me! 'tis pleasant to behold the light, And missing this, O death, would we not miss That weariness which makes us love the night?
XXI. BRING THEM NOT BACK.
Yet, O my friend pale conjurer, I call Thee friend bring, bring the dead not back again, Since for the tears, the darkness and the pain Of unrequited friendship for the gall That hatred mingles with fond love for all.
Life's endless turmoil, bitterness and bane, Thou hast given dreamless rest. Still let the rain, And sunshine, and the dew...s from heaven fall Upon the graves of those whose peaceful eyes Thy breath hath sealed forever. Let the song Of summer birds be theirs, and in the skies Let the pale stars keep vigil all night long. O death, call not the holy dead to rise, Again to feel the cold world's ruth and wrong.
139 XXII. ALONE, YET NOT ALONE.
Nursed up in loneliness, with mine own soul The one companion of my days and hours; Fed on the light of nature, as the flowers Are fed on the invisible motes that roll Through the quick ether; feeling the control Of that God-man who once with matchless powers Trod the far hills of Galilee, who towers High on his cross above the shining goal That this world's martyrs die to win; alone, Yet not alone, my heart hath converse had With earth's great sages: the inarticulate tone Of singing birds, the murmur sweet and sad Of meadow streams O Love, these things have grown Into my life; yet love alone makes glad.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Ah me! 'tis pleasant to behold the light, And missing this, O death, would we not miss That weariness which makes us love the night?
XXI. BRING THEM NOT BACK.
Yet, O my friend pale conjurer, I call Thee friend bring, bring the dead not back again, Since for the tears, the darkness and the pain Of unrequited friendship for the gall That hatred mingles with fond love for all.
Life's endless turmoil, bitterness and bane, Thou hast given dreamless rest. Still let the rain, And sunshine, and the dew...s from heaven fall Upon the graves of those whose peaceful eyes Thy breath hath sealed forever. Let the song Of summer birds be theirs, and in the skies Let the pale stars keep vigil all night long. O death, call not the holy dead to rise, Again to feel the cold world's ruth and wrong.
139 XXII. ALONE, YET NOT ALONE.
Nursed up in loneliness, with mine own soul The one companion of my days and hours; Fed on the light of nature, as the flowers Are fed on the invisible motes that roll Through the quick ether; feeling the control Of that God-man who once with matchless powers Trod the far hills of Galilee, who towers High on his cross above the shining goal That this world's martyrs die to win; alone, Yet not alone, my heart hath converse had With earth's great sages: the inarticulate tone Of singing birds, the murmur sweet and sad Of meadow streams O Love, these things have grown Into my life; yet love alone makes glad.
What to read after Spring Flowers And Rowen?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Doris Margaret Kenyon to read onlineMoreLess
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