Nacoochee ; or, the beautiful star, with other Poems

Blessed of heaven! thy home shall be
In the bright green isle of my love for thee,
When thy form shall rest on my spirit bright,
Like the silver moon on the starry night;
When thy voice shall float on my soul awake,
Like the gentle swan on the azure lake—
Blessed of heaven! thy home shall be
In the bright green isle of my love for thee.

Blessed of heaven! thy home shall be
In the bright green isle of my love for thee,
When the pale cold lips thou hast caused to sigh,
On the heavenly blush of thy cheeks shall lie;
When the tears that gush from my soul so wide,
In the dark long strans of thy locks shall hide—
Blessed of heaven! thy home shall be
In the bright green isle of my love for thee.

Blessed of heaven! thy home shall be
In the bright green isle of my love for thee,
When the heart that beats in my aching breast,
By the tender pulse of thine own shall rest;
When my lips shall breathe of thyself alone,
And thy tender heart shall be all mine own—
Blessed of heaven! thy home shall be
In the bright green isle of my love for thee.

University of Virginia Library

[SONG. Blessed of heaven! thy home shall be]