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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BENEDICITE, by ANNA CALLENDER BRACKETT First Line: All green things on the earth, bless ye the lord! Last Line: Each answering other, praises pouring forth. | |||
"ALL Green Things on the earth, bless ye the Lord!" So sang the choir while ice-cased branches beat The frosty window-panes, and at our feet The frozen, tortured sod but mocked the word, And seemed to cry like some poor soul in pain, "Lord, suffering and endurance fill my days; The growing green things will their Maker praise, -- The happy green things, growing in warm rain! So God lacks praise while all the fields are white!" I said; then smiled, remembering southward far How pampas-grass swayed green in summer light. Nay, God hears always from this swinging star, Decani and Cantoris, South and North, Each answering other, praises pouring forth. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHAT DOES A WOMAN WANT? by KAREN SWENSON THE YANKEE'S RETURN FROM CAMP [JUNE, 1775] by EDWARD BANGS THE VOLUNTEER by ELBRIDGE JEFFERSON CUTLER IN THE MORNING by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR MISS KILMANSEGG AND HER PRECIOUS LEG: HER MORAL by THOMAS HOOD ON THE DEATH OF A FAIR INFANT DYING OF A COUGH by JOHN MILTON THE SPIRIT OF NATURE by RICHARD REALF |
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