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    Religious Poems, Part 1. Part 5 From Volume II of The Works of John Greenleaf Whittier
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      Religious Poems, Part 1. Part 5 From Volume II of The Works of John Greenleaf Whittier - John Greenleaf Whittier

      Project Gutenberg EBook, Religious Poems, Part 1., by Whittier Volume II., The Works of Whittier: Poems of Nature, Poems Subjective and Reminiscent, Religious Poems #17 in our series by John Greenleaf Whittier

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      Title: Religious Poems, Part 1., From Poems of Nature, Poems Subjective and Reminiscent and Religious Poems Volume II., The Works of Whittier

      Author: John Greenleaf Whittier

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      POEMS OF NATURE

      POEMS SUBJECTIVE AND REMINISCENT

      RELIGIOUS POEMS

      BY JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER

      CONTENTS:

      RELIGIOUS POEMS: THE STAR OF BETHLEHEM THE CITIES OF THE PLAIN THE CALL OF THE CHRISTIAN THE CRUCIFIXION PALESTINE HYMNS FROM THE FRENCH OF LAMARTINE I. ENCORE UN HYMNE II. LE CRI DE L'AME THE FAMILIST'S HYMN EZEKIEL WHAT THE VOICE SAID THE ANGEL OF PATIENCE THE WIFE OF MANOAH TO HER HUSBAND MY SOUL AND I WORSHIP THE HOLY LAND THE REWARD THE WISH OF TO-DAY ALL'S WELL INVOCATION QUESTIONS OF LIFE FIRST-DAY THOUGHTS TRUST TRINITAS THE SISTERS THE ROCK IN EL GHOR THE OVER-HEART THE SHADOW AND THE LIGHT THE CRY OF A LOST SOUL ANDREW RYKMAN'S PRAYER

      RELIGIOUS POEMS

      THE STAR OF BETHLEHEM

      Where Time the measure of his hours

      By changeful bud and blossom keeps,

      And, like a young bride crowned with flowers,

      Fair Shiraz in her garden sleeps;

      Where, to her poet's turban stone,

      The Spring her gift of flowers imparts,

      Less sweet than those his thoughts have sown

      In the warm soil of Persian hearts:

      There sat the stranger, where the shade

      Of scattered date-trees thinly lay,

      While in the hot clear heaven delayed

      The long and still and weary day.

      Strange trees and fruits above him hung,

      Strange odors filled the sultry air,

      Strange birds upon the branches swung,

      Strange insect voices murmured there.

      And strange bright blossoms shone around,

      Turned sunward from the shadowy bowers,

      As if the Gheber's soul had found

      A fitting home in Iran's flowers.

      Whate'er he saw, whate'er he heard,

      Awakened feelings new and sad,—

      No Christian garb, nor Christian word,

      Nor church with Sabbath-bell chimes glad,

      But Moslem graves, with turban stones,

      And mosque-spires gleaming white, in view,

      And graybeard Mollahs in low tones

      Chanting their Koran service through.

      The flowers which smiled on either hand,

      Like tempting fiends, were such as they

      Which once, o'er all that Eastern land,

      As gifts on demon altars lay.

      As if the burning eye of Baal

      The servant of his Conqueror knew,

      From skies which knew no cloudy veil,

      The Sun's hot glances smote him through.

      Ah me! the lonely stranger said,

      "The hope which led my footsteps on,

      And light from heaven around them shed,

      O'er weary wave and waste, is gone!

      "Where are the harvest fields all white,

      For Truth to thrust her sickle in?

      Where flock the souls, like doves in flight,

      From the dark hiding-place of sin?

      "A silent-horror broods o'er all,—

      The burden of a hateful spell,—

      The very flowers around recall

      The hoary magi's rites of hell!

      "And what am I, o'er such a land

      The banner of the Cross to bear?

      Dear Lord, uphold me with Thy hand,

      Thy strength with human weakness share!"

      He ceased; for at his very feet

      In mild rebuke a floweret smiled;

      How thrilled his sinking heart to greet

      The Star-flower of the Virgin's child!

      Sown by some wandering Frank, it drew

      Its life from alien air and earth,

      And told to Paynim sun and dew

      The story of the Saviour's birth.

      From scorching beams, in kindly mood,

      The Persian plants its beauty screened,

      And on its pagan sisterhood,

      In love, the Christian floweret leaned.

      With tears of joy the wanderer felt

      The darkness of his long despair

      Before that hallowed symbol melt,

      Which God's dear love had nurtured there.

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