The poetical remains of William Sidney Walker ... Edited with a memoir of the author by the Rev. J. Moultrie |
SONNET.
|
The poetical remains of William Sidney Walker | ||
46
SONNET.
[I woke with beating heart and throbbing brain]
I woke with beating heart and throbbing brain:The memory of that self-devoted maid,
A haunting care, upon my spirit prey'd,
And deeper thoughts, pregnant with obscure pain,
Lay like a heavy load upon my brain:
When lo! a voice—'twas a light-hearted boy
Singing, still singing, at his morn's employ;
A boy, yet delicate and soft the strain
As ever maiden sang, at twilight hour,
In pastoral cot, or stately latticed bower.
I lay and listen'd, till all thoughts of pain
And sorrow melted from me, and my mind,
To a still dream of melody resign'd,
Lay hush'd and tranquil as a summer main.
The poetical remains of William Sidney Walker | ||