THE flame-wing'd seraph spake a word To one of Galilee: -- "Be not afraid: know, of the Lord Is that is born of thee." And by the poet's bliss and woe Learn we the will of Heaven: He is God's instrument; and so Swords in his heart are seven. He is God's oracle and slave, As once the priestesses; His griefs in keeping we should have, To heal, or make them less. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...YOUNG BULLFROGS by CARL SANDBURG SPRING ON BROADWAY by LOUIS UNTERMEYER DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: SAILORS' [OR MARINERS'] SONG by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE WANDER-LOVERS by RICHARD HOVEY EXODUS FOR OREGON by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER UNDERWOODS: BOOK 1: 8. TO MINNIE (WITH A HAND-GLASS) by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON |