Part 79 (2/2)

Wish And Item

Written to the Editor of the _Item_, Lynn, Ma.s.s.

I hope the heart that's hungry For things above the floor, Will find within its portals [5]

An item rich in store;

That melancholy mortals Will count their mercies o'er, And learn that Truth and wisdom Have many items more; [10]

That when a wrong is done us, It stirs no thought of strife; And Love becomes the substance, As item, of our life;

That every ragged urchin, [15]

With bare feet soiled or sore, Share G.o.d's most tender mercies,- Find items at our door.

Then if we've done to others Some good ne'er told before, [20]

When angels shall repeat it, 'T will be an item more.

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The Oak On The Mountain's Summit

Oh, mountain monarch, at whose feet I stand,- Clouds to adorn thy brow, skies clasp thy hand,- Nature divine, in harmony profound, With peaceful presence hath begirt thee round. [5]

And thou, majestic oak, from yon high place Guard'st thou the earth, asleep in night's embrace,- And from thy lofty summit, pouring down Thy sheltering shade, her noonday glories crown?

Whate'er thy mission, mountain sentinel, [10]

To my lone heart thou art a power and spell; A lesson grave, of life, that teacheth me To love the Hebrew figure of a tree.

Faithful and patient be my life as thine; As strong to wrestle with the storms of time; [15]

As deeply rooted in a soil of love; As grandly rising to the heavens above.

Isle Of Wight

Written on receiving a painting of the Isle

Isle of beauty, thou art singing [20]

To my sense a sweet refrain; To my busy mem'ry bringing Scenes that I would see again.

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