JESUS, there is no dearer name than thine Which Time has blazoned on his mighty scroll; No wreaths nor garlands ever did entwine So fair a temple of so vast a soul. There every virtue set his triumph-seal; Wisdom, conjoined with strength and radiant grace, In a sweet copy Heaven to reveal, And stamp perfection on a mortal face. Once on the earth wert thou, before men's eyes, That did not half thy beauteous brightness see; E'en as the emmet does not read the skies, Nor our weak orbs look through immensity. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HORACE TO LEUCONOE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON FROM THE GREATER TESTAMENT (XXII, XXIII, AND XXVI) by FRANCOIS VILLON GARDEN FANCIES: 2. SIBRANDUS SCHAFNABURGENSIS by ROBERT BROWNING THE GRAPE-VINE SWING by WILLIAM GILMORE SIMMS FIELD AMBULANCE IN RETREAT; VIA DOLOROSA, VIA SACRA by MAY SINCLAIR SYMPATHY by HENRY DAVID THOREAU |