Henry Charles Beeching, ed. (1859–1919). Lyra Sacra: A Book of Religious Verse. 1903.
By John Henry Newman (1801–1890)Waiting for the Morning
| THEY are at rest: | |
| We may not stir the heaven of their repose | |
| With loud-voiced grief, or passionate request, | |
| Or selfish plaint for those | |
| Who in the mountain grots of Eden lie, | 5 |
| And hear the fourfold river as it hurries by. | |
| They hear it sweep | |
| In distance down the dark and savage vale; | |
| But they at eddying pool or current deep | |
| Shall never more grow pale; | 10 |
| They hear, and meekly muse, as fain to know | |
| How long untired, unspent, that giant stream shall flow. | |
| And soothing sounds | |
| Blend with the neighbouring waters as they glide; | |
| Posted along the haunted garden’s bounds | 15 |
| Angelic forms abide, | |
| Echoing as words of watch, o’er lawn and grove, | |
| The verses of that hymn which seraphs chant above. | |