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SONNET—

MENTONE.

In dreams of some long-faded loveliness—
Half garden and half woodland—have I seen
A haunt like this, shut in with closed screen
Of foliage,—where the silvery mistiness
Of olives fills the wild and sweet recess
With tenderest sunlight,—and in air serene
The citron glitters, and from thickest green
A lone bird's warble breaks the silentness.
Guided by thee, my life's own gentle guide,
When first within this fragrant shade I stood
There seem'd into my inmost soul to glide
A blessed peace and health, like cool hand laid
On fever'd brow, a thrill of gratitude
And joy in this fair world which God hath made.
Feb. 5th, 1864.