Edward Rowland Sill (Эдвард Роулэнд Силл)

A Prayer

O GOD, our Father, if we had but truth!
  Lost truth—which thou perchance
Didst let man lose, lest all his wayward youth
  He waste in song and dance;
That he might gain, in searching, mightier powers        
For manlier use in those foreshadowed hours.

If, blindly groping, he shall oft mistake,
  And follow twinkling motes
Thinking them stars, and the one voice forsake
  Of Wisdom for the notes        
Which mocking Beauty utters here and there,
Thou surely wilt forgive him, and forbear!

Oh love us, for we love thee, Maker—God!
  And would creep near thy hand,
And call thee “Father, Father,” from the sod        
  Where by our graves we stand,
And pray to touch, fearless of scorn or blame,
Thy garment’s hem, which Truth and Good we name.

Edward Rowland Sill’s other poems:

  1. Summer Rain
  2. Appreciated
  3. Night and Peace
  4. Among the Redwoods
  5. Hermione

Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • Dante Rossetti (Данте Россетти) A Prayer (“LADY, in thy proud eyes”)
  • Anne Brontë (Энн Бронте) A Prayer (“My God (oh, let me call Thee mine”)
  • Paul Dunbar (Пол Данбар) A Prayer (“O Lord, the hard-won miles”)
  • Norman Gale (Норман Гейл) A Prayer (“TEND me my birds, and bring again”)
  • James Joyce (Джеймс Джойс) A Prayer (“Again!”) Paris, 1924
  • Amy Levy (Эми Леви) A Prayer (“Since that I may not have”)
  • Claude McKay (Клод Маккей) A Prayer (“’Mid the discordant noises of the day I hear thee calling”)
  • John Stagg (Джон Стэгг) A Prayer (“Hail, mighty Father! God of all!”)




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