Verse > Anthologies > The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse > 148. Pain
  PREVIOUS NEXT  
CONTENTS · BIBLIOGRAPHIC RECORD
Nicholson & Lee, eds.  The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse. 1917.
  
148. Pain
By Thomas Edward Brown  (1830–1897)
  
THE MAN that hath great griefs I pity not;
  ’Tis something to be great
  In any wise, and hint the larger state,
Though but in shadow of a shade, God wot!
 
Moreover, while we wait the possible,        5
  This man has touched the fact,
  And probed till he has felt the core, where, packed
In pulpy folds, resides the ironic ill.
 
And while we others sip the obvious sweet—
  Lip-licking after-taste       10
  Of glutinous rind, lo! this man hath made haste,
And pressed the sting that holds the central seat.
 
For thus it is God stings us into life,
  Provoking actual souls
  From bodily systems, giving us the poles       15
That are His own, not merely balanced strife.
 
Nay, the great passions are His veriest thought,
  Which whoso can absorb,
  Nor, querulous halting, violate their orb,
In him the mind of God is fullest wrought.       20
 
Thrice happy such an one! Far other he
  Who dallies on the edge
  Of the great vortex, clinging to a sedge
Of patent good, a timorous Manichee;
 
Who takes the impact of a long-breathed force,       25
  And fritters it away
  In eddies of disgust, that else might stay
His nerveless heart, and fix it to the course.
 
For there is threefold oneness with the One;
  And he is one, who keeps       30
  The homely laws of life; who, if he sleeps,
Or wakes, in his true flesh God’s will is done.
 
And he is one, who takes the deathless forms,
  Who schools himself to think
  With the All-thinking, holding fast the link,       35
God-riveted, that bridges casual storms.
 
But tenfold one is he, who feels all pains
  Not partial, knowing them
  As ripples parted from the gold-beaked stem,
Wherewith God’s galley onward ever strains.       40
 
To him the sorrows are the tension-thrills
  Of that serene endeavour,
  Which yields to God for ever and for ever
The joy that is more ancient than the hills.

CONTENTS · BIBLIOGRAPHIC RECORD

  PREVIOUS NEXT  
 
Loading
Click here to shop the Bartleby Bookstore.

Shakespeare · Bible · Strunk · Anatomy · Nonfiction · Quotations · Reference · Fiction · Poetry
© 1993–2014 Bartleby.com · [Top 150] · Subjects · Titles · Authors