Love's Lord

by Edward Dowden

Edward Dowden

WHEN weight of all the garner'd years
Bows me, and praise must find relief
In harvest-song, and smiles and tears
Twist in the band that binds my sheaf;
Thou known Unknown, dark, radiant sea
In whom we live, in whom we move,
My spirit must lose itself in Thee,
Crying a name-Life, Light, or Love.

Last updated January 14, 2019