Christianity and Literature, January 1st, 2003
We too (one cried), we too, We the unready, the perplexed, the cold, Must shape the Eternal in our thoughts anew, Cherish, possess, enfold. --"To the Mother of Christ The Son of Man" Alice Meynell, whose poetry is seldom read or anthologized today, eighty years after her death, was so venerated by her contemporaries that she was on two occasions suggested for Poet Laureate. In an almost hagiographical address to the Royal Society of Literature in 1914, Sir Henry Newbolt compared Meynell's verse to that of the Metaphysicals, declaring it conveyed "a union of wit and religious emotion as rare ...
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