Dreams Poem by John Henry Newman

Dreams

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OH! miserable power
To dreams allow'd, to raise the guilty past,
And back awhile the illumined spirit to cast
On its youth's twilight hour;
In mockery guiling it to act again
The revel or the scoff in Satan's frantic train!

Nay, hush thee, angry heart!
An Angel's grief ill fits a penitent;
Welcome the thorn—it is divinely sent,
And with its wholesome smart
Shall pierce thee in thy virtue's palmy home,
And warn thee what thou art, and whence thy
wealth has come.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joseph Poewhit 24 May 2012

A lot behind the words

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Ramesh T A 19 December 2019

The nightmare of dreams is the reaction of bad acts in life and surely the conscience will the heart sure! Thanks for sharing this here!

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Michael Walker 19 December 2019

What a powerful confessional poem. A penitent has no need to worry about a sinful past: all is forgiven by a merciful God. It is better to 'welcome the thorn' if you can.

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Edward Kofi Louis 19 December 2019

Miserable power! ! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Dr Antony Theodore 19 December 2019

Nay, hush thee, angry heart! An Angel's grief ill fits a penitent; Welcome the thorn—it is divinely sent, .. a very good poem. tony

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Kingsley Egbukole 19 December 2019

Dreams to raise the guilty past but angels come to the rescue.

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Mahtab Bangalee 19 December 2019

miserable power To dreams allow'd//// really a great lines Dream is not that which you see while sleeping it is something that does not let you sleep.”. (the ever greatest A.P.J. Abdul Kalam)

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