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Sonnets by the Rev. Charles Strong | ||
LV. BIRDIE.
Star of my life's pale eve! sweet Birdie, Child
Of long soul-treasured hopes, how fondly dwell
On thee thy Mother's thoughts and mine—how swell
Our hearts with joy to mark thy movements wild,
Of long soul-treasured hopes, how fondly dwell
On thee thy Mother's thoughts and mine—how swell
Our hearts with joy to mark thy movements wild,
So graceful in their gladness! We have smiled
Albeit with awe, to hear thee lisping tell
Thy golden day-dreams gushing from the well
Of thy deep love-bright dreams and undefiled,
Albeit with awe, to hear thee lisping tell
Thy golden day-dreams gushing from the well
Of thy deep love-bright dreams and undefiled,
And breathing all of heaven! Oh not of earth
That pure and loving spirit that wakes in thee
Each pulse and throb for her who gave thee birth—
That pure and loving spirit that wakes in thee
Each pulse and throb for her who gave thee birth—
Unfaltering trust and truth—feelings that be
Too calm for sorrow, too sedate for mirth
Thy childhood's unreproved Idolatry!
Too calm for sorrow, too sedate for mirth
Thy childhood's unreproved Idolatry!
1844. C. L.
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