Queen Berengaria's Courtesy, and Other Poems By the Lady E. Stuart Wortley. In Three Vols |
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['Twas a fair spot, though little to remark]
'Twas a fair spot, though little to remark,Stamped it peculiarly upon the mind,
But all was smoothly fair, and there reclined
I felt myself as 'twere in some sweet ark
Of Peace—all gloom and strife and care and cark
I did resign awhile—and of my blind
And busy Worldly speculations twined
So often with the heart-strings, wild and dark,
Found myself freed! Such hours do come with light,
We laugh at Care's keen sting and Grief's dread shaft,
Young dreams and glowing fancies, with swift flight
Far from this Earth our Souls serenely waft,
And with prevailing gentleness invite
To realms where Life is not an Art—a Craft!
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