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Richard Chenevix Trench was an Anglican archbishop and poet.
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Richard Chenevix Trench's poems
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Lord, what a change within us one short hour
Spent in Thy presence will prevail to make --
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Now the third and fatal conflict for the Persian throne was done,
And the Moslem's fiery valor had the crowning victory won.
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I stood beside a pool, from whence ascended,
Mounting the cloudy platforms of the wind,
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ALL beautiful things bring sadness, nor alone
Music, whereof that wisest poet spake;
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When hearts are full of yearning tenderness,
For the loved absent, whom we can not reach --
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A sound of many waters!--now I know
To what was likened the large utterance sent
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WE crown'd the hard-won heights at length,
Baptiz'd in flame and fire;
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Our course is onward, onward into light:
What though the darkness gathereth amain,
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A garden so well watered before morn
Is hotly up, that not the swart sun's blaze
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