'hilbboo)).0 Taoo bright thing, freeh fr<>m the band of God ;
The motions of thy dancing limbe are away'd
By the unceaaiDg mwsi.c of thy being I
Nearer I aeem to God when lool(ing on th11e.
'Ti• agea since He ma.de hia youngest star-
Ria hod wa.a on thee as 'twere yeaterdl\y 1
Thou later revelation I Silver atream,
Breaking with laughter from the lAke divine
Whence all things ftow. 0 bright aud ainging babe,
What wilt thou be hereafter 1
AI&x. SKITs.
Cht * ~tipt Df mli l\'oibn'• fidmt.
Os tb/\t tboae lips had 111Dgu&ge l Life hu pua'd
With me but roughly aince r heard thee la.at.
Tboae lipa are thine-thy own aweet emile I see,
The aame that oft in childhood aolaoed me ;
Voice only fails, elae how diatinct they say,
"Grieve not, my child: ehaae all thy feiU'II a Wily I"
The meek intelligence of those deat• eyea
(Bleat be tho art that can immorto.liZ&,
The art that baffiea time'a tyrannic claim
To quench it) het•e ahiuea on <me atill the same.
· Faithfulremembmncer of one so dear,
0 welcome guest
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though unexpected here I
Wbo bidd'wt me nonour with an ll>l"tleas song,
.A.Jfectionate, a. mother loet eo loug.
I will obey, not willingly alone,
But gladly, as the precept were her own:
And, while th11.t tiuie renews my filial $rief,
Fanoy ahall wea.ve a cha11n for my relie~
Shull steep me in Elysian reverie,
A momento.ry dream, that thou art ehe.
lt!y mother I when I learn'd that thou was~ dead,
Say, wnst thou con.scious of the tears I abed 1
Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing eon,
Wretch even then, life's j ourney just begun t
Perhaps thou gaveat me, though unaeeo, a kiM;
Ferbap11 a tear, if souls can weep iu blias-
.A.h, th"t maternal smile! it &uawera-Yea.