| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900. |
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| 1188. Thomas à Kempis |
| | | (De Imitatione Christi) |
| | | By Richard Rogers Bowker |
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| TURN with me from the city’s clamorous street, | |
| Where throng and push passions and lusts and hate, | |
| And enter, through this age-browned, ivied gate, | |
| For many summers’ birds a sure retreat, | |
| The place of perfect peace. And here, most meet | 5 |
| For meditation, where no idle prate | |
| Of the world’s ways may come, rest thee and wait. | |
| ’T is very quiet. Thus doth still Heaven entreat. | |
| With reverent feet, his face so worn, so fair, | |
| Walks one who bears the cross, who waits the crown. | 10 |
| Tumult is past. In those calm eyes I see | |
| The image of the Master, Christ, alone, | |
| And from those patient lips I hear one prayer: | |
| “Dear Lord, dear Lord, that I may be like thee!” | |
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