Come, let us ponder; it is fit -- Born of the poor, born to the poor -- The poor of purse, the poor of wit Were first to find God's opening door, Were first to climb the ladder, round by round, That fell from Heaven's door unto the ground. God's poor came first, the very first! God's poor were first to see, to hear, To feel the light of heaven burst Full on their faces far or near, His poor were first to follow, first to fall! @3What if at last His poor stand first of all?@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NIGHT IN ARIZONA by SARA TEASDALE ALEXANDER'S FEAST; OR, THE POWER OF MUSIC by JOHN DRYDEN THE TWO WIVES by WILLIAM DEAN HOWELLS THE SONG OF HIAWATHA: HIAWATHA'S DEPARTURE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW ON A LADY WHO FANCIED HERSELF A BEAUTY by CHARLES SACKVILLE (1637-1706) A BALLAD OF DEATH by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE |