• The Royal feast was done; the King
      Sought some new sport to banish care,
    And to his jester cried: “Sir Fool,
      Kneel now, and make for us a prayer!”

    The jester doffed his cap and bells,
      And stood the mocking court before;
    They could not see the bitter smile
      Behind the painted grin he wore.

    He bowed his head, and bent his...

  • On the isle of Penikese,
    Ringed about by sapphire seas,
    Fanned by breezes salt and cool,
    Stood the Master with his school.
    Over sails that not in vain
    Wooed the west-wind’s steady strain,
    Line of coast that low and far
    Stretched its undulating bar,
    Wings aslant along the rim
    Of the waves they stooped to skim,
    Rock...

  • [1861]
    i.
    before Thy Throne we bow:
    O God, our shield be Thou
        From Treason’s rage!
    In faith we look to Thee,
    Our strength in Heav’n we see,
    Defender of the free,
        In ev’ry age.

    II.
    Our follies we confess:
    O God, forgive and bless!
        Let Mercy’s light
    Illumine this dark hour,
    ...

  • Father of all! in every age,
      In every clime adored,
    By saint, by savage, and by sage,
      Jehovah, Jove, or Lord!

    Thou great First Cause, least understood,
      Who all my sense confined
    To know but this, that thou art good,
      And that myself am blind;

    Yet gave me, in this dark estate,
      To see the good from ill;
    ...

  •    LORD, lead my heart to learn;

          Prepare my ears to hear;

       And let me useful knowledge seek,

         In thy most holy fear.


       If unforgiven sin

          Within my bosom lies,

       Or evil motives linger there

          T' offend thy perfect eyes,—


       Remove them...

  • Prayer may be sweet in cottage homes,

       Where sire and child devoutly kneel,

    While through the open casement nigh

       The vernal blossoms firagrant steal.


    Prayer may be sweet in stately halls.

       Where heart with kindred heart is blent,

    And upward to th' eternal throne

      The hymn...

  • My period had come for Prayer —

    No other Art — would do —

    My Tactics missed a rudiment —

    Creator — Was it you?


    God grows above — so those who pray

    Horizons — must ascend —

    And so I stepped upon the North

    To see this Curious Friend —


    His House was not — no sign had He...

  • Prayer is the little implement

    Through which Men reach

    Where Presence — is denied them.

    They fling their Speech


    By means of it — in God's Ear —

    If then He hear —

    This sums the Apparatus

    Comprised in Prayer —

  • Father of all! In every age,

    In ev'ry clime ador'd,

    By saint, by savage, and by sage,

    Jehovah, Jove, or Lord!


    Thou Great First Cause, least understood,

    Who all my sense confin'd

    To know but this, that...