Maud, Locksley hall, and other poems . peak of such a one By those who most have cause to sorrow for her — Fairer than Rachel by the palmy well, Fairer than Ruth among the fields of corn. Fair as the Angel that said Hail! she seemd, Who entering filld the house with sudden light. For so mine own was brightend : where indeed The roof so lowly but that beam of Heaven Dawnd sometime thro the doorway ? whose the babeToo ragged to be fondled on her lap,Warmd at her bosom ? The poor child of shameThe common care whom no one cared for, leaptTo greet her, wasting his forgotten -sv-ith the mot
Maud, Locksley hall, and other poems . peak of such a one By those who most have cause to sorrow for her — Fairer than Rachel by the palmy well, Fairer than Ruth among the fields of corn. Fair as the Angel that said Hail! she seemd, Who entering filld the house with sudden light. For so mine own was brightend : where indeed The roof so lowly but that beam of Heaven Dawnd sometime thro the doorway ? whose the babeToo ragged to be fondled on her lap,Warmd at her bosom ? The poor child of shameThe common care whom no one cared for, leaptTo greet her, wasting his forgotten -sv-ith the mother he had never gambols ; for her fresh and innocent eyesHad such a star of morning in their blue,That all neglected places of the fieldBroke into natures music when they saw was her voice, but won mysteriotis wayThro the seald ear to which a louder oneWas all but silence — free of alms her hand — 268 Ayliners Field. The hand that robed 3oiir cottage walls with flowersHas often toild to clothe your little ones;. upon the sick mans brow. How often placed upon the sick mans browCoold it, or laid his feverous pillow smooth! Aybners Field. 269 Had you one sorrow aud she shared it not ?One burthen and she would not lighten it ?One spiritual Toubt she did not soothe ?Or when sonic heat of difference sparkled out,How sweetly would she glide between your wraths,And steal you from each other ! for she walkdWearing the light yoke of that Lord of stilld the rolling wave of Galilee !And one — of him I was not bid to speak —Was always with her, whom you also too you loved, for he was worthy these had been together from the first;They might have been together till the , this frail bark of ours, when sorely wreck itself without the pilots guilt,Without the captains knowledge : hope with shame is that, if he went hence with shame ?Nor mine the fault, if both of theseI cry to vacant chairs and windowd
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