May nothing evil cross this door, And may ill fortune never pry About these windows; may the roar And rain go by. Strengthened by faith, these rafters will Withstand the batt'ring of the storm; This hearth, though all the world grow chill, Will keep us warm. Peace shall walk softly through these rooms, Touching our lips with holy wine, Till ev'ry casual corner blooms Into a shrine. Laughter shall drown the raucous shout; And, though these shelt'ring walls are thin, May they be strong to keep hate out And hold love in. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PLACE OF THE DAMNED by JONATHAN SWIFT MY BEAUTIFUL LADY by THOMAS WOOLNER DOT LONG-HANDLED DIPPER by CHARLES FOLLEN ADAMS THE LAY OF THE LEVITE by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN LA BEAUTE by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE IN THE GARDEN (WITH APOLOGIES TO ALFRED NOYES) by MARJORIE W. BRACHLOW HOW CLEAR SHE SHINES by EMILY JANE BRONTE |