Sonnets by the Rev. Charles Strong | ||
XLV.
How silently on her smooth axle turns
Th' unwearied Earth, bearing with rapid ease
Waters of mighty rivers and broad seas,
Whilst not a drop o'erflows their brimming urns!
Th' unwearied Earth, bearing with rapid ease
Waters of mighty rivers and broad seas,
Whilst not a drop o'erflows their brimming urns!
Naught hindered when the loud volcano burns;
Alike unmoved by hurricane or breeze;
Perish her infant flowers, or, aged trees,
Bent on her errand all delay she spurns:
Alike unmoved by hurricane or breeze;
Perish her infant flowers, or, aged trees,
Bent on her errand all delay she spurns:
By night, by day, still eager to fulfil
Her task of ages, in a ceaseless round
She moves, obedient to her Maker's will.
Her task of ages, in a ceaseless round
She moves, obedient to her Maker's will.
Ah would that Man, on his brief journey bound,
So kept his course, and, spite of transient ill,
Thus unperturb'd a Traveller were found!
So kept his course, and, spite of transient ill,
Thus unperturb'd a Traveller were found!
Sonnets by the Rev. Charles Strong | ||