The poetical writings of Elizabeth Oakes Smith Second edition |
7. |
8. |
9. |
10. |
11. |
12. | XII.
THE RUSTIC.
|
13. |
14. |
15. |
16. |
17. |
18. |
16. |
20. |
21. |
26. |
27. |
The poetical writings of Elizabeth Oakes Smith | ||
106
XII.
THE RUSTIC.
2.
Poor was the girl, yet still to grief unknown,Save when a jagged stone she careless pressed,
Or trod on humble-bee, withouten shoon,
Or thorn projecting pierced her sun burnt breast
Or tore the ringlets from her brow away.
Which after lined the active robin's nest,
Who sang for her a more melodious lay.
What though those tangled locks might half disguise
The speaking lustre of her soul-full eyes!
What though were darkly stained her childish brow;
No inward pang its form of grace had riven;
And though its hue be fairer, softer, now,
Oh, doth it turn as innocent to Heaven!
Doth it now bend in prayer as sure to be forgiven!
The poetical writings of Elizabeth Oakes Smith | ||