[Poems by Lowell in] American Literature A Journal of Literary History, Criticism, and Bibliography : volume XXXV number 3 November 1963 |
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[I Lady, there grew a flower]
Lady, there grew a flower,
Which angels guarded well,
Where'er the tears of Jesus
In meek forgiveness fell.
Which angels guarded well,
Where'er the tears of Jesus
In meek forgiveness fell.
The birds & winds of Heaven
Its deeds of blessing bear,
And so when once 'tis planted
It springeth everywhere.
Its deeds of blessing bear,
And so when once 'tis planted
It springeth everywhere.
One woman high & holy
Within my breast did set
This flower whose healing blossoms
With Heaven's dews are wet.
Within my breast did set
This flower whose healing blossoms
With Heaven's dews are wet.
So, ere I saw, I loved thee
For her dear sake alone,
But now that I have known thee
I love thee for thine own.
For her dear sake alone,
But now that I have known thee
I love thee for thine own.
Thy lips have spoke me kindly,
Thy frankness made me wise,
And I have found sweet verses
Writ in thy great, blue eyes.
Thy frankness made me wise,
And I have found sweet verses
Writ in thy great, blue eyes.
Thy sweetness gloweth clearly
Around me as I write,
A memory of sunshine,
A genial inward light.
Around me as I write,
A memory of sunshine,
A genial inward light.
So take again the blessing
Which thou hast given me,
For he who one Soul loveth
Can bless all Souls that be.
Which thou hast given me,
For he who one Soul loveth
Can bless all Souls that be.
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