Queen Berengaria's Courtesy, and Other Poems By the Lady E. Stuart Wortley. In Three Vols |
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TO THE SAME.
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TO THE SAME.
[May more than all of Honour, Power, or Fame]
May more than all of Honour, Power, or Fame,Be now thy portion—if with tempered zeal
And Heart taxed to its pulses' height to feel
The importance of the object—thou the flame
Of high Truth kindlest—and thy righteous aim,
With hope unblenched, dost compass—Man's true weal
It may be thine to stablish and to seal!
What may'st not thou of good and guerdon claim?
Oh! who that in such sacred enterprize
E'er caught one glorious glimpse of Heavenly things,
And with high-thoughted hope soared up the skies,
Could stoop to thirst for Earth's low troubled springs,—
All grandeur in their Mind's proud circle lies—
Empire is in their Soul's unshackled wings!
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