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Miscellaneous Poems.
Star-crowned, thou dost possess the deeps
Of God, and thy white body sleeps
Where the lone pine for ever keeps
Patient watch beside it.
Of God, and thy white body sleeps
Where the lone pine for ever keeps
Patient watch beside it.
Poet! underneath the turf,
Soft thou sleepest, free from morrow;
Thou hast struggled through the surf
Of wild thoughts, and want, and sorrow;
Now, beneath the moaning pine,
Full of rest thy body lieth,
While, far up in pure sunshine,
Underneath a sky divine,
Her loosed wings thy spirit trieth!
Oft she strove to spread them here,
But they were too white and clear
For our dingy atmosphere.
Soft thou sleepest, free from morrow;
Thou hast struggled through the surf
Of wild thoughts, and want, and sorrow;
Now, beneath the moaning pine,
Full of rest thy body lieth,
While, far up in pure sunshine,
Underneath a sky divine,
Her loosed wings thy spirit trieth!
Oft she strove to spread them here,
But they were too white and clear
For our dingy atmosphere.
Thy body findeth ample room
In its still and grassy tomb
By the silent river;
But thy spirit found the earth
Narrow for the mighty birth
In its still and grassy tomb
By the silent river;
But thy spirit found the earth
Narrow for the mighty birth