Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | November 1, 2009

POEM OF THE DAY: Memory

by John Henry Newman (1801 – 1890).

Memory

My home is now a thousand miles away;
   Yet in my thoughts its every image fair
   Rises as keen, as I still linger’d there,
And, turning me, could all I loved survey.
And so, upon Death’s unaverted day,
   As I speed upwards, I shall on me bear,
   And in no breathless whirl, the things that were,
And duties given, and ends I did obey.
And, when at length I reach the Throne of Power,
Ah! still unscared, I shall in fulness see
The vision of my past innumerous deeds,
My deep heart-courses, and their motive-seeds,
So to gaze on till the red dooming hour.
Lord, in that strait, the Judge! remember me!

Off Cape Trafalgar.
December 15, 1832.

Notes:
http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/10794a.htm
http://www.newmanreader.org/biography/index.html

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