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Inserted in a Novel, written by the Author, printed,
but not published, called “Isabel.”
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SONNET XLIII. Inserted in a Novel, written by the Author, printed, but not published, called “Isabel.”
1st Oct. 1807.
If, as the mystics say, grace from above
More frequent dawns while tears of anguish roll,
Wrestling with passions of the fallen soul,
There might be consolation thus to prove
An inward torment; thus, like Noah's dove,
To know no resting-place from grief's control;
No sheltered spot where memory doth not toll
The knell of sorrow for some severed love.
But if an idle anguish desecrate
From every pure and intellectual aim,
The abode of thought, the temple of the mind,
What but despair and blasphemy await?—
Religion, come, in Patience' holy name,
The self-abandon'd heart thou'rt pledged to bind.
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