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Poem by Bessie Rayner Parkes Peace THE steadfast coursing of the stars, The waves that ripple to the shore, The vigorous trees which year by year Spread upwards more and more; The jewel forming in the mine, The snow that falls so soft and light, The rising and the setting sun, The growing glooms of night; All natural things both live and move In natural peace that is their own; Only in our disordered life Almost is she unknown. She is not rest, nor sleep, nor death; Order and motion ever stand To carry out her firm behests As guards at her right hand. And something of her living force Fashions the lips when Christians say To Him Whose strength sustains the world, "Give us Thy Peace, we pray!" Bessie Rayner Parkes Bessie Rayner Parkes's other poems: Poems of the other poets with the same name: ![]() 1345 Views |
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