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The Legend of St. Loy | ||
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“Wish of my soul! Land of my birth!—“'Twas desolate to me!
“My Parents God had ta'en from earth,
“They cheered me not for thee!
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“Friendless! a wretch but made to moan!
“The World's at best but bitterness,
“But double wormwood to distress!
“Oh, could the spirit wont to soar,
“Above the stir of this dim spot,
“Stoop to the crowd? or thence procure
“That peace she in herself had not?
“No; but she bent her to the plains,
“Scenes of my boyhood's joys and pains,
“In pious calm to smooth her way
“To regions of celestial day.
“I came — heard of thy holy life,
“Remote from vanity and strife;
“I thought our moods would well agree —
“Thou hast a father been to me.
“Though sometimes will my plainings rise,
“And interrupt our quiet joys,
“But thine 's a breast, to feeling dear,
“That loves to dry the gushing tear.”
The Legend of St. Loy | ||