John Townsend Trowbridge (Джон Таунсенд Троубридж)

Providence

WEARY with pondering many a weighty theme,
I slept; and in the realm of vision saw
A mighty Angel reverently updraw
The cords of earth, all woven of gloom and gleam,
Wiles, woes, and many a silver-threaded stream
Of sighs and prayers, and golden bands of law,
And ties of faith and love, with many a flaw
Riven, but reunited in my dream.
These the great Angel, gathering, lifted high,
Like mingled lines of rain and radiance, all
In one bright, awful braid divinely blended,
That reached the beams of heaven,—a chain whereby
This dimly glorious, shadow-brooding ball
And home of man hung wondrously suspended.

1. Menotomy Lake
2. The Old Burying-Ground
3. Dorothy in the Garret
4. An Idyl of Harvest Time
5. Recollections of «Lalla Rookh»

George Herbert (Джордж Герберт (Херберт)) Providence ("O Sacred Providence, who from end to end")

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