Poem by Alice Meynell

Veneration of Images

Thou man, first-comer, whose wide arms entreat,
    Gather, clasp, welcome, bind,
Lack, or remember; whose warm pulses beat
    With love of thine own kind:—

Unlifted for a blessing on yon sea,
    Unshrined on this highway,
O flesh, O grief, thou too shalt have our knee,
    Thou rood of every day!

1. Two Boyhoods
2. To the Body
3. The Threshing Machine
4. Christmas Night
5. Singers to Come

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