OUR bodily life, some plead, that life the shrine Of an immortal spirit, is a gift So sacred, so informed with light divine, That no tribunal, though most wise to sift Deed and intent, should turn the Being adrift Into that world where penitential tear May not avail, nor prayer have for God's ear A voice -- that world whose veil no hand can lift For earthly sight. "Eternity and Time," 'They' urge, "have interwoven claims and rights Not to be jeopardised through foulest crime: The sentence rule by mercy's heaven-born lights." Even so; but measuring not by finite sense Infinite Power, perfect Intelligence. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TIME TO BE WISE by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR THE PALM TREE by ABD-AR RAHMAN I LILIES: 3 by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) HYMNE (TO BE SUNG WITH THREE VOICES) by JOSEPH BEAUMONT BIFTEK AUX CHAMPIGNONS by HENRY AUGUSTIN BEERS LOOKING DOWNWARDS by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON |