
The Neophyte is a collection of sonnets by Alice Meynell, a British poet and essayist. The collection is divided into two parts, the first of which is a series of sonnets about the spiritual journey of a neophyte, or a new convert to a religion. The second part is a series of sonnets about the beauty of nature and the joy of living. The Neophyte is a lyrical exploration of faith, nature, and the human experience. Meynell's sonnets are filled with imagery and emotion, and her words are both beautiful and profound. The collection is a testament to the power of poetry to express the deepest of human emotions.
By Alice Meynell · First published 1903 · Genre: Poetry, Sonnet, Romanticism · 142 words
Who knows what days I answer for to-day: Giving the bud I give the flower. I bow This yet unfaded and a faded brow; Bending these knees and feeble knees, I pray.
Thoughts yet unripe in me I bend one way, Give one repose to pain I know not now, One leaven to joy that comes, I guess not how. I dedicate my fields when Spring is grey.
Oh, rash! (I smile) to pledge my hidden wheat. I fold to-day at altars far apart Hands trembling with what toils? In their retreat I seal my love to-be, my folded art. I light the tapers at my head and feet, And lay the crucifix on this silent heart.
Poems: SONNET -- THE NEOPHYTE is listed on Textopian as a poem by Alice Meynell, dated 1903 CE.
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