Jones Very

(28 August 1813 – 8 May 1880 / Salem, Massachusetts)

Poems of Jones Very

1. Beauty 4/21/2010
2. Bread 4/21/2010
3. Change 4/21/2010
4. Day 4/21/2010
5. Ehue! Fugaces, Posthume, Labuntur Anni 4/21/2010
6. Enoch 1/1/2004
7. Faith 4/21/2010
8. He Gave Me No Meat 4/21/2010
9. He Was Acquainted With Grief 4/21/2010
10. HOW many of the body's health complain, 1/1/2004
11. I Was Sick And In Prison 4/21/2010
12. In Him We Live 4/21/2010
13. Life 1/1/2004
14. Lines To A Withered Leaf Seen On A Poet's Table 4/21/2010
15. Love 4/21/2010
16. Memory 4/21/2010
17. Morning 4/21/2010
18. Nature 1/1/2004
19. Night 4/21/2010
20. On Visiting the Graves of Hawthorne and Thoreau 4/21/2010

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,

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