See Moses Nebo's slopes ascend, The Promised Land to view; His God alone doth him attend, To hear his last adieu. "Thy brother died!" this ere his eyes By gathering mists were dim, As if to say that in the skies Kind friends awaited him. The peoples' need who can forget?— Much still remains undone: The land beyond the Jordan yet Remaineth to be won. With light still filling all his sky, He does not claim release; But now shall close that eagle eye, And all his exploits cease. So dying on that mountain slope, Doubtless his soul was stirred To think that life's one master-hope By Sin had been deferred. Dost thou, too, miss a vanished face— Some one who now doth dwell Beyond this "bourne of Time and Place?" 'Twill help thee to farewell. Let not thy soul be filled with dread Though toilers disappear, And your long-cherished hopes seem dead— There is a Joshua near. This priceless lesson likewise learn— Sin shall thy steps retard— Forgetting this, thou too shalt turn From doors against thee barred! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TRAVELLER AT THE SOURCE OF THE NILE by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS THE VICAR by WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED AS THE TEAM'S HEAD BRASS by PHILIP EDWARD THOMAS GREENES FUNERALLS: SONNET 7 by RICHARD BARNFIELD CHRISTMAS by CHARLOTTE LOUISE BERTLESEN FAUN by ANGELO PHILIP BERTOCCI VIA LUCIS by CHARLES GRANGER BLANDEN |