James Whitcomb Riley

(7 October 1849 - 22 July 1916 / Greenfield, Indiana)

The Legend Glorified - Poem by James Whitcomb Riley

'I deem that God is not disquieted'--
This in a mighty poet's rhymes I read;
And blazoned so forever doth abide
Within my soul the legend glorified.

Though awful tempests thunder overhead,
I deem that God is not disquieted,--
The faith that trembles somewhat yet is sure
Through storm and darkness of a way secure.

Bleak winters, when the naked spirit hears
The break of hearts, through stinging sleet of tears,
I deem that God is not disquieted;
Against all stresses am I clothed and fed.

Nay, even with fixed eyes and broken breath,
My feet dip down into the tides of death,
Nor any friend be left, nor prayer be said,
I deem that God is not disquieted.


Comments about The Legend Glorified by James Whitcomb Riley

  • Subhas Chandra Chakra (10/24/2016 11:10:00 PM)

    Beautiful poem
    Nay, even with fixed eyes and broken breath,
    My feet dip down into the tides of death,
    Nor any friend be left, nor prayer be said,
    I deem that God is not disquieted.
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  • (10/24/2016 10:46:00 PM)


    Within my soul the legend glorified. Thanks for sharing it here. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 9, 2010



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