A house of hands not builded like the sky, O'erbending, but unsullied by the sod -- Where Guilt alike oblivious may lie With Innocence beside the lamb of God. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CREATION (A NEGRO SERMON) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON MEDITATION AT KEW by ANNA WICKHAM AEOLIAN HARP (2) by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM ANOTHER REAPER by WILLIAM H. ARMSTRONG III MAN'S INHUMANITY TO MAN by ALBERT LINDLEY BEANE TRANSFIGURATION by MARGIE B. BOSWELL |