Poems (Eckley)/A Wish

by Sophia May Eckley

For works with similar titles, see A Wish.

A WISH. "The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir."
Songs of Solomon i. 17.

IVE me a châlet on the heights, In fields of deathless snow,With a crystal river o'er whose waves, The murm'ring breezes blow.

The only footstep that shall pass My humble châlet door,Shall be the tempest, whose wild wrath Dies in the cataract's roar.

My only neighbours be the pines, The armies of the height,Whose upward tramp shall cut a path For the moon's mystic light.

Where flow'rs of spangled ice shall bloom, Sheltered by agate wall,Where onyx and the amethyst, In rival beauty call.

The only voice too shall be hers, Whose spirit follows me,And walks among the faithful pines, Less faithful they than she.

Courmajeur, 1861,