John Henry Newman Face Poems
- 1. A Thanksgiving
Lord, in this dust Thy sovereign voice
First quicken'd love divine;
I am all Thine,â??Thy care and choice,
My very praise is Thine.
... - 2. Behind The Veil
BANISH'D the House of sacred rest,
Amid a thoughtless throng,
At length I heard its creed confess'd,
And knelt the saints among.
... - 3. A Voice From Afar
Weep not for me;â??
Be blithe as wont, nor tinge with gloom
The stream of love that circles home,
Light hearts and free!
... - 4. Hymn To Lauds Sunday
FRAMER of the earth and sky,
Ruler of the day and night,
With a glad variety,
Tempering all, and making light;
... - 5. Paraphrase Of Isaiah, Chap. 64
O that Thou wouldest rend the breadth of sky,
That veils Thy presence from the sons of men!
O that, as erst Thou camest from on high
Sudden in strength, Thou so would'st come again!
... - 6. Snapdragon A Riddle For A Flower Book
'Snapdragon' a Riddle for a Flower Book
I am rooted in the wall
Of buttress'd tower or ancient hall;
... - 7. A Picture
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The maiden is not dead, but sleepeth.
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She is not gone;â??still in our sight
... - 8. My Lady Nature And Her Daughters
Ladies, well I deem, delight
In comely tire to move;
Soft, and delicate, and bright,
Are the robes they love.
... - 9. My Birthday
Let the sun summon all his beams to hold
Bright pageant in his court, the cloud-paved sky
Earth trim her fields and leaf her copses cold;
Till the dull month with summer-splendours vie.
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