Queen Berengaria's Courtesy, and Other Poems By the Lady E. Stuart Wortley. In Three Vols |
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[This happy day!—no light of truth or dream]
This happy day!—no light of truth or dreamCould add one charm to it—since thy dear birth
Hath made it precious—precious! Heaven and Earth
Should hail it with a Smile, and would I deem,
Had worth its fair dues here!—on Life's broad stream,
All, all in doubt, in sadness, or in mirth,
Are floated down alike—and midst the dearth
Of Natures exquisite as thine, no beam
Is consecrate to hail thee brightly thus,
On thy birth's morn; yet we who love with true
And tender love, feel keen and tremulous
A ray of Hope—from Heaven as t'were sped new,
Piercing our Souls—but this so sweet to us,
Hath with Eternity—not Earth to do!
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