VIEW not this spire by measure given To buildings raised by common hands: That fabric rises high as Heaven, Whose basis on devotion stands. While yet we draw this vital breath, We can our faith and hope declare; But Charity beyond our death Will ever in our works appear. Best be he called among good men, Who to his God this column raised: Though lightning strike the dome again, The man who built it shall be praised. Yet spires and towers in dust shall lie, The efforts weak of human pains; And faith and hope themselves shall die; While deathless charity remains. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IMAGINATION, FR. A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE OEDIPUS AT COLONUS: OLD AGE by SOPHOCLES TO JOSIAH ROYCE by BRENT DOW ALLINSON THE BURIED FLOWER by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN THE ICE CAGE by JAMES METHVEN BALLANTYNE DEDICATIONS AND INSCRIPTIONS: 8. BEAM-VERSES AT WELL KNOWE by GORDON BOTTOMLEY |