Poems by Violet Fane [i.e. M. M. Lamb] With Portrait engraved by E. Stodart ... in two volumes |
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AN EQUINOCTIAL GALE.
To-night the winds of Heav'n are all unbound
And sweep, with angry breath, the Autumn glade,
And as I, waking,—listen to the sound,
My spirit falters, and I feel afraid.
And sweep, with angry breath, the Autumn glade,
And as I, waking,—listen to the sound,
My spirit falters, and I feel afraid.
Knowing how small a planet is our World,—
Poised, like a bubble, in Eternal Space,
One well might wonder that it is not hurl'd
This ev'ning, from its old appointed place;
Poised, like a bubble, in Eternal Space,
One well might wonder that it is not hurl'd
This ev'ning, from its old appointed place;
But, as the little emmet, that has borne
Some fancied treasure to his fairy hill,
Fears not for cities wreck'd, or forests torn,
So he can cling to what he toil'd for still;—
Some fancied treasure to his fairy hill,
Fears not for cities wreck'd, or forests torn,
So he can cling to what he toil'd for still;—
So, since this battling of the winds began,
My heart has sought thee on the raging main,
Tho', in the mighty universal plan,
My pearl is even as the emmet's grain!
My heart has sought thee on the raging main,
Tho', in the mighty universal plan,
My pearl is even as the emmet's grain!
| Poems by Violet Fane [i.e. M. M. Lamb] | |