FLOWERS! when the Saviour's calm, benignant eye Fell on your gentle beauty -- when from you That heavenly lesson for all hearts he Eternal, universal, as the sky -- Then, in the bosom of your purity, drew, A voice He set, as in a temple-shrine, That life's quick travellers ne'er might pass you by Unwarned of that sweet oracle Divine. And though too oft its low, celestial sound By the harsh notes of work-day Care is drowned, And the loud steps of vain, unlistening Haste, Yet the great ocean hath no tone of power Mightier to reach the soul, in thought's hushed hour, Than yours, ye Lilies! chosen thus and graced! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AUTUMN SONG by KATHERINE MANSFIELD FIRST OR LAST (SONG) by THOMAS HARDY TO DEAN-BOURN, A RUDE RIVER IN DEVON, BY WHICH ... HE LIVED by ROBERT HERRICK THE CONVENT THRESHOLD by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI ON MRS PRIESTLEY'S LEAVING WARRINGTON by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD DEATHLESS LOVE by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE THE WESTERN ROAD by EDWIN JAMES BRADY |