So take thy quest through nature, Uprose the merry Sphinx, And crouched no more in stone; Through a thousand voices BRAHMA If the red slayer think he slays, Far or forgot to me is near; Shadow and sunlight are the same; The vanished gods to me appear; And one to me are shame and fame. They reckon ill who leave me out; The strong gods pine for my abode, Find me, and turn thy back on heaven. DAYS Daughters of Time, the hypocritic Days, Bread, kingdoms, stars, and sky that holds them all. I, in my pleached garden, watched the pomp, Took a few herbs and apples, and the Day RICHARD CHENEVIX TRENCH THE KINGDOM OF GOD I say to thee, do thou repeat To the first man that thou mayst meet In lane, highway, or open street That he, and we, and all men, move As broad as the blue sky above: That doubt and trouble, fear and pain And anguish, all are shadows vain; That death itself shall not remain: That weary deserts we may tread, Yet, if we will one Guide obey, And we, on divers shores now cast, And ere thou leave him, say thou this, Yet one word more: they only miss The winning of that final bliss Who will not count it true that Love, And one thing further make him know— Despite of all which seems at strife NOT THOU, FROM US! Not Thou from us, O Lord, but we When we are dark and dead, And Thou art covered with a cloud, Hanging before Thee, like a shroud, So that our prayer can find no way, Oh! teach us that we do not say, "Where is Thy brightness fled?" But that we search and try What in ourselves has wrought this blame; FREDERICK TENNYSON THE GLORY OF NATURE If only once the chariot of the Morn Had scattered from its wheels the twilight dun, But once the unimaginable Sun Flashed godlike through perennial clouds forlorn, And shown us Beauty for a moment born: If only once blind eyes had seen the Spring If only once deaf ears had heard the joy Of the wild birds, or morning breezes blowing, Or silver fountains from their caverns flowing, Or the deep-voiced rivers rolling by; Then night eternal fallen from the sky: |