Poems

<h2><SPAN name="THERE_IS_NO_GOD" id="THERE_IS_NO_GOD"></SPAN>THERE IS NO GOD.</h2> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">T</span>HERE is no God? If one should stand at noon<br/></span> <span class="i2a">Where the glow rests, and the warm sunlight plays,<br/></span> <span class="i2">Where earth is gladdened by the cordial rays<br/></span> <span class="i0">And blossoms answering, where the calm lagoon<br/></span> <span class="i0">Gives back the brightness of the heart of June,<br/></span> <span class="i2">And he should say: "There is no sun"&mdash;the day's<br/></span> <span class="i2">Fair shew still round him,&mdash;should we lose the blaze<br/></span> <span class="i0">And warmth, and weep that day has gone so soon?<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">Nay, there would be one word, one only thought,<br/></span> <span class="i2">"The man is blind!" and throbs of pitying scorn<br/></span> <span class="i3">Would rouse the heart, and stir the wondering mind.<br/></span> <span class="i2">We <i>feel</i>, and <i>see</i>, and therefore <i>know</i>,&mdash;the morn<br/></span> <span class="i0">With blush of youth ne'er left us till it brought<br/></span> <span class="i3">Promise of full-grown day. "The man is blind!"<br/></span></div> </div> <hr /> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />