Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume IV. The Higher Life. 1904. | | | | VII. Death: Immortality: Heaven | | Peace | | Henry Vaughan (1621–1695) |
| | | MY soul, there is a country | |
| Afar beyond the stars, | |
| Where stands a wingèd sentry, | |
| All skilful in the wars. | |
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| There, above noise and danger, | 5 |
| Sweet peace sits crowned with smiles, | |
| And One born in a manger | |
| Commands the beauteous files. | |
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| He is thy gracious friend, | |
| And (O my soul awake!) | 10 |
| Did in pure love descend, | |
| To die here for thy sake. | |
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| If thou canst get but thither, | |
| There grows the flower of peace— | |
| The rose that cannot wither— | 15 |
| Thy fortress, and thy ease. | |
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| Leave, then, thy foolish ranges; | |
| For none can thee secure, | |
| But one who never changes— | |
| Thy God, thy life, thy cure. | 20 | | | |
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