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Above:  Christ in Majesty, Chartres Cathedral

The best wish that my heart could know,

The best prayer that my lips could speak,

Is not that health and beauty glow,

Unmarried, unblighted, on thy cheek.


‘Tis not that fortune’s fleeting smile

Should light thy path and chase thy cares;

For even wealth can not beguile

The heart from aches and eyes from tears.


‘Tis not that fame with trumpet loud

Should make the earth thy praise resound,

For titles are too oft, the shroud,

And names the pall by virtue found.


The best of prayers to Heaven I’d sent,

And wish that this noblest wish of human,

That Christ in thee His graces blend,

And make thee one true Christian woman.


Yet Fortune’s gates to thee unfold

Be honor’s sweetest boon supplied,

But if these Providence withhold

Still be this last, best undenied.


Posted March 4, 2012 by neatnik2009 in John Dodson Taylor Sr.--Poems

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