 | [Poems by Cary in] The poems of Alice and Phoebe Cary with introduction and notes |  |
ONE SHALL BE TAKEN.
Dear friend, whose presence always made
Even the dreariest night-time glad,—
Whose lengthening absence darkens o'er
The little sunshine that I had,—
My heart is sad for thee to-night,
And every wretched thought of mine
Reaches across the lonesome hills,
That lie between my home and thine.
Even the dreariest night-time glad,—
Whose lengthening absence darkens o'er
The little sunshine that I had,—
My heart is sad for thee to-night,
And every wretched thought of mine
Reaches across the lonesome hills,
That lie between my home and thine.
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O woods, wherein our childish feet,
Gathering the summer blossoms, strayed!
O meadows white with clover-blooms!
O soft, green hollows, where we played!
Can you not cool that aching brow,
With all your shadows and your dew;
And charm the slow and languid step
Back to the joyous life it knew?
Gathering the summer blossoms, strayed!
O meadows white with clover-blooms!
O soft, green hollows, where we played!
Can you not cool that aching brow,
With all your shadows and your dew;
And charm the slow and languid step
Back to the joyous life it knew?
Most loved, most cherished, since that hour
When, as she blest thee o'er and o'er,
Our mother put thee from her arms,
To feel thy kisses never more;
And I, that scarce were missed, am spared,
While o'er thy way the shadow lies,
Infinite Mercy surely knew
Thou wert the fittest for the skies!
When, as she blest thee o'er and o'er,
Our mother put thee from her arms,
To feel thy kisses never more;
And I, that scarce were missed, am spared,
While o'er thy way the shadow lies,
Infinite Mercy surely knew
Thou wert the fittest for the skies!
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