Poetical Remains of the Late Mrs Hemans/To the Same, Released
For other versions of this work, see Sonnets, Devotional and Memorial. 2. VI. To the Same, Released.
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TO THE SAME, RELEASED.
How flows thy being now?—like some glad hymn,
One strain of solemn rapture?—doth thine eye
Wander through tears of voiceless feeling dim,
O'er the crowned Alps, that, 'midst the upper sky,
Steep in the sunlight of thine Italy?
Or is thy gaze of reverent love profound,
Unto those dear parental faces bound,
Which, with their silvery hair, so oft glanced by,
Haunting thy prison-dreams?—Where'er thou art,
Blessing be shed upon thine inmost heart,
Joy, from kind looks, blue skies, and flowery sod,
For that pure voice of thoughtful wisdom sent
Forth from thy cell, in sweetness eloquent,
Of love to man, and quenchless trust in God!