Monday, January 29, 2018

"The Raven" by Edgar Allan Poe

On this day in 1845, according to the Associated Press, "Edgar Allan Poe's famous narrative poem 'The Raven' ('Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary . . . ') was first published in the New York Evening Mirror."

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Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1849)

Sunday, January 28, 2018

"Eldorado" by Edgar Allan Poe

Here is a poem by Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1849) about a knight's search for the legendary place named Eldorado.


ELDORADO

   Gaily bedight,
   A gallant knight,
In sunshine and in shadow,
   Had journeyed long,
   Singing a song,
In search of Eldorado.

   But he grew old --
   This knight so bold --
And o'er his heart a shadow
   Fell as he found
   No spot of ground
That looked like Eldorado.

   And, as his strength
   Failed him at length,
He met a pilgrim shadow --
   "Shadow," said he,
   "Where can it be --
This land of Eldorado?"

   "Over the mountains
   Of the moon,
Down the Valley of the Shadow,
   Ride, boldly ride,"
   The shade replied, --
"If you seek for Eldorado."


Illustration by
William Heath Robinson

Friday, January 5, 2018

Dreams and Deeds

Here is a poem about the continuing Christ. It is a prayer of hope.


DREAMS AND DEEDS
by John Hunter

Dear Master, in Whose life I see
All that I long and fail to be;
Let Thy clear light forever shine
To shame and guide this life of mine.

Though what I dream and what I do
In my poor days are always two,
Help me, oppressed by things undone,
O Thou, Whose dreams and deeds were one.


Source of this poem, which is in the public domain: Christ in Poetry (1952), an anthology compiled and edited by Thomas Curtis Clark and Hazel Davis Clark

Tuesday, December 12, 2017

My Gift: A Pair of Quotations

What can I give Him,
Poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd
I would bring a lamb,
If I were a wise man
I would do my part, --
Yet what I can I give Him,
Give my heart.

-- Christina G. Rossetti, 1872


"Give me thy heart," says the Saviour of men,
Calling in mercy again and again;
"Turn now from sin, and from evil depart,
Have I not died for thee? give me thy heart."

"Give me thy heart, give me thy heart,"
Hear the soft whisper, wherever thou art:
From this dark world He would draw thee apart;
Speaking so tenderly, "Give me thy heart."

-- Eliza E. Hewitt, 1926