The bird that soars on highest wing Builds on the ground her lowly nest; And she that doth most sweetly sing Sings in the shade, where all things rest; In lark and nightingale we see What honor hath humility. When Mary chose "the better part," She meekly sat at Jesus' feet; And Lydia's gently opened heart Was made for God's own temple meet: Fairest and best adorned is she Whose clothing is humility. The saint that wears heaven's brightest crown, In deepest adoration bends: The weight of glory bows him down Then most, when most his soul ascends: Nearest the throne itself must be The footstool of humility. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FEARS IN SOLITUDE by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE TO ALTHEA, FROM PRISON by RICHARD LOVELACE MY LETTERS by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM SPRING FANTASIES: 4. HORN AND VIOLIN by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON INVOCATION TO THE SPIRIT OF ACHILLES by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE CHRISTIAN WOMAN by PHOEBE CARY NO SECT [OR SECTS] IN HEAVEN by ELIZABETH H. JOCELYN CLEAVELAND |