John Banister Tabb

1845-1909

 

Golden-Rod

by John Banister Tabb

As Israel, in days of old,
Beneath the prophet's rod,
Amid the waters, backward rolled,
A path triumphant trod;
So, while thy lifted staff appears,
Her pilgrim steps to guide,
The Autumn journeys on, nor fears
The Winter's threatening tide.

Source:

Poems
Copyright 1894
John Lane, LondonCopeland and Day, Boston
 
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