CCLXXXIII PRAYER BE not afraid to pray-to pray is right. Far is the time, remote from human sight, Avails the blessed time to expedite. Whate'er is good to wish, ask that of Heaven, Though it be what thou canst not hope to see; Pray to be perfect, though material leaven Forbid the Spirit so on earth to be; But if for any wish thou dar'st not pray, Then pray to God to cast that wish away. H. COLERIDGE. CCLXXXIV DESIDERIUM WEARY is the life I lead, Beating air with vain endeavour; Love is left to weep, to bleed; Those dear eyes are closed for ever! Closed for ever and for ever! Nothing now is left for mirth; All my dreams were false and hollow; May it soon be mine to follow! CCLXXXV P. S. WORSLEY. CHILD of a day, thou knowest not The tears that overflow thine urn, The gushing eyes that read thy lot, Nor, if thou knewest, couldst return! And why the wish! the pure and blest O peaceful night! O envied rest! W. S. LANDOR. CCLXXXVI SAY NOT THE STRUGGLE NOUGHT AVAILETH SAY not the struggle nought availeth, The labour and the wounds are vain, And as things have been they remain. If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars; And, but for you, possess the field. For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Far back, through creeks and inlets making, And not by eastern windows only, When daylight comes, comes in the light, A. H. CLOUGH. CCLXXXVII A THANKSGIVING WE thank Thee, O God of earth and heaven, Mother, or Brother, or Bride, or Friend; The manifold rays in Thy love that blend. Whether we see Thee as sole and single ;- Why not Three, in the source of all? Whether in shape as of outer being Or whether unto us Thy spirit seeing, Thy flesh and Thy bones have ceased to be; We bless Thy goodness, that workest to free us, For the motions of life that make up being; For death, which is life in another dress ;- For joys whereby the warmth is given That eases the strain of the Spirit's strife; For peace, whereto by some subtle paction For Fate, which setteth a bound to being, For faith, which is as the spirit of seeing, which is as the soul of will; For love, |