To argue from the design in the morning-glory To the intention of Eternity Is not permissible. The material in the star-webbed flower Is more obedient to law Than the stuff of the soul, Where the wild ungovernable molecule. The untamed particle Destroys with its presence In the design and texture of your face, My effort to simplify God. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE CHILD'S BEING by HAYDEN CARRUTH FROM THE WOOLWORTH TOWER by SARA TEASDALE A DEAD MOTHER by GORDON BOTTOMLEY ARIADNE by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY EPILOGUE: HURLO-THRUMBO; A PLAY BY SAMUEL JOHNSON by JOHN BYROM |