John Banister Tabb

1845-1909

 

Nekros

by John Banister Tabb

Lo! all thy glory gone!
God's masterpiece undone!
The last created and the first to fall;
The noblest, frailest, godliest of all.

Death seems the conqueror now,
And yet his victor thou:
The fatal shaft, its venom quench'd in thee,
A mortal raised to immortality.

Child of the humble sod,
Wed with the breath of God,
Descend! for with the lowest thou must lie --
Arise! thou hast inherited the sky.

Source:

Poems
Copyright 1894
John Lane, LondonCopeland and Day, Boston