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Poem by Jones Very


Life


IT is not life upon Thy gifts to live,
But, to grow fixed with deeper roots in Thee;
And when the sun and shower their bounties give,
To send out thick-leaved limbs; a fruitful tree,
Whose green head meets the eye for many a mile,
Whose moss-grown arms their rigid branches rear,
And full-faced fruits their blushing welcome smile
As to its goodly shade our feet draw near;
Who tastes its gifts shall never hunger more,
For 'tis the Father spreads the pure repast,
Who, while we eat, renews the ready store,
Which at his bounteous board must ever last;
For none the bridegroom's supper shall attend,
Who will not hear and make his word their friend.



Jones Very


Jones Very's other poems:
  1. The Dead
  2. To the Fossil Flower
  3. Day
  4. Thy Brother's Blood
  5. Yourself


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Samuel Coleridge Life ("As late I journey'd o'er the extensive plain")
  • Charlotte Bront Life ("LIFE, believe, is not a dream")
  • Abraham Cowley Life ("Life's a name")
  • Anna Barbauld Life ("Life! I Know Not What Thou Art")
  • Bryan Procter Life ("WE are born; we laugh; we weep")
  • Francis Bacon Life ("THE world's a bubble, and the life of man")
  • Florence Coates Life ("Before we knew thee thou wert with us; ay")
  • Paul Dunbar Life ("A crust of bread and a corner to sleep in")
  • James Johnson Life ("Out of the infinite sea of eternity")
  • Henry Van Dyke Life ("LET me but live my life from year to year")
  • Edith Wharton Life ("LIFE, like a marble block, is given to all")
  • Mary Robinson Life ("What is this world?thy school, O misery!")

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