SEARCH thou my heart; If there be guile, It shall depart Before thy smile. Search thou my soul; Be there deceit, 'T will vanish whole Before thee, sweet. Upon my mind Turn thy pure lens; Naught shalt thou find Thou canst not cleanse. If I should pray, I scarcely know In just what way My prayers would go. So strong in me I feel love's leaven, I'd bow to thee As soon as Heaven! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BALLADE OF SUICIDE by GILBERT KEITH CHESTERTON THE RAVEN; A CHRISTMAS TALE, TOLD BY A SCHOOL-BOY by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE ON THE DEATH OF JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE by FITZ-GREENE HALLECK CHURCH MONUMENTS by GEORGE HERBERT FOR THE QUEEN MOTHER by JOHN BETJEMAN THE WOUNDED VULTURE by ANNE CHARLOTTE LYNCH BOTTA |