THEN it was faith and fairness, White sun and western wind, When every moment spoke The Holy to the mind, And quickened saints' awareness. In close and pregnant symbol Each primrosed morning showed The triune God's patrol On every country road, In bushy den and dimble. And where young Prue was sweeping, Or giggling at the gate, Or Tom was scaring crows Or the dog Sam licked the plate Or ewe and lamb were sleeping, The witness still recorded Glance, phrase or incident That appertained to Christ And by these shows was meant At once he stood rewarded! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOVER PLEADS WITH HIS FRIENDS FOR OLD FRIENDS by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS CONTEMPLATIONS by ANNE BRADSTREET AN ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF A MAD DOG by OLIVER GOLDSMITH OPEN, TIME by LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY BROWNING AT ASOLO by ROBERT UNDERWOOD JOHNSON SEVEN HONEST MEN by MARTIN BENSON |