Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume IV. The Higher Life. 1904. | | | | I. The Divine Element—(God, Christ, the Holy Spirit) | | Sunrise | | Charles Tennyson Turner (1808–1879) |
| | | AS on my bed at dawn I mused and prayed, | |
| I saw my lattice prankt upon the wall, | |
| The flaunting leaves and flitting birds withal— | |
| A sunny phantom interlaced with shade; | |
| “Thanks be to Heaven,” in happy mood I said, | 5 |
| “What sweeter aid my matins could befall | |
| Than this fair glory from the east hath made? | |
| What holy sleights hath God, the Lord of all, | |
| To bid us feel and see! We are not free | |
| To say we see not, for the glory comes | 10 |
| Nightly and daily, like the flowing sea; | |
| His lustre pierces through the midnight glooms, | |
| And at prime hours, behold! he follows me | |
| With golden shadows to my secret rooms.” | | | | |
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