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Sharpe's London Magazine.

Museum of Foreign Literature and Science, 1829
Vol 15 page 325-326


From Sharpe's London Magazine.

THE PRAYER FOR LIFE.

BY MRS. HEMANS.

E vos, amigas!
Cercay-me em roda todas, e podendo,
Defendey-me da morte que me busca!
Ferreira.

    O Sunshine and fair Earth!
    Sweet is your kindly mirth.
Angel of Death! yet, yet awhile delay!
    Too sad it is to part,
    Thus in my spring of heart,
With all the light and laughter of the day.

    For me the falling leaf
    Touches no chord of grief,
No dark word in the rose's bosom lies:
    Not one triumphal tone,
    One hue of hope, is gone
From song or bloom beneath the summer skies.

    Call me not hence away,
    Death, Death! ere yet decay
Over the golden hours one shade hath thrown;
    The poesy that dwells
    Deep in green woods and dells,
Still to my spirit speaks of joy alone.