Farewell has long been said; I have forgone thee; I never name thee even. But how shall I learn virtues and yet shun thee? For thou art so near Heaven That heavenward meditations pause upon thee. Thou dost beset the path to every shrine; My trembling thoughts discern Thy goodness in the good for which I pine; And if I turn from but one sin, I turn Unto a smile of thine. How shall I thrust thee apart Since all my growth tends to thee night and day - To thee faith, hope, and art? Swift are the currents setting all one way; They draw my life, my life, out of my heart. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PHANTOM-LOVER [OR, WOOER] by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE DEAR PRESIDENT by JOHN JAMES PIATT THE GREAT BLACK CROW by PHILIP JAMES BAILEY THE CALL OF THE DESERT by EMILY BALDWIN HONOUR'S MARTYR by EMILY JANE BRONTE KNOWN BY HIS WORKS by ALICE CARY |