Madmoments: or First Verseattempts By a Bornnatural. Addressed to the Lightheaded of Society at Large, by Henry Ellison |
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INNOCENCE.
Oh cherish in thy Heart a Nook where ne'erThe cold World's Strife may enter, where of Peace
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To whisper still unto the inward Ear,
Serene and ample, and awake to hear
Voices from other Days, that come again,
To teach us that our Yearnings are not vain:
Echos from other Worlds and Answers clear!
Alas for him who in Misfortune finds
No Comforter in his own Bosom, who
Has forfeited his Birthright: Conscience winds,
Snakelike, around his Heart, she, who should strew
With Joys the Path, him as a Bondslave binds
To Pain, still to her double Office true!
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