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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PRAYER, by MABEL ELIZABETH SIMPSON First Line: O beauteous growth of all the earth Last Line: Grasses, grasses be near to me! | |||
O beauteous growth of all the earth Springing for ever into birth, Lighter of meadow and of hill, Journeying ever where you will, Sing to me! Sing to me, let me lie Under your loveliness when I die. Very silent a grave must be, Come O Grasses and cover me! Four little walls and never a light, Never a voice in the silent night, Never an open eye to see Moon on a meadow nor sun on a tree, Grasses, Grasses be near to me! O how the rain leaps overhead! Four little walls and a narrow bed, Down underneath in the secret ground Something changing with never a sound, Grasses, Grasses be near to me, Certain and sure the chemistry, Certain and sure there will arise Something of me in another guise, Something to hail the eternal skies! I am believing God will know All that will happen there below, Down in the darkness always He Watches His children lovingly; You will not see me when I wake Out of that sleeping, but I will break Open the ground with my bladed breast And side by side in your garments dressed Rise again in another birth Changed into loveliness for the earth. Wait . . . Wait . . . Blow . . . Blow Do not leave me, do not go! Wait . . . Wait . . . I will come, A grave is never a lasting home. O how the rain leaps overhead! Four little walls and a narrow bed, Down underneath in the secret ground Something changing with never a sound, Certain and sure the chemistry, Grasses, Grasses be near to me! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VIGIL by MABEL ELIZABETH SIMPSON THE FAMILY by KATHERINE MANSFIELD POST-MORTEM by EMILY DICKINSON A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 18 by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN THE HOUSE WITH NOBODY IN IT by ALFRED JOYCE KILMER THE STEAM-ENGINE: CANTO 10. ROSES ALL THE WAY by T. BAKER LILIES: 19. 'WHEN YOU THOUGHT I WAS 'FAR AWAY,' I WAS DREAMING by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) SONNET: 15 by RICHARD BARNFIELD |
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