. Poetry for children . XXV WHEN maidens such as Hester die,Their place ye may not well supply,Though ye among a thousand try With vain month or more hath she been dead,Yet cannot I by force be ledTo think upon the wormy bed, And her together. A springy motion in her gait, A rising step, did indicate Of pride and joy no common rate, That flushd her know not by what name besideIt may be calld ; if twas not pride,It was a joy to that allied She did inherit. 94. 96 POETRY FOR CHILDREN Her parents held the Quaker rule,Which doth the human feeling cool,But she was traind in Nat
. Poetry for children . XXV WHEN maidens such as Hester die,Their place ye may not well supply,Though ye among a thousand try With vain month or more hath she been dead,Yet cannot I by force be ledTo think upon the wormy bed, And her together. A springy motion in her gait, A rising step, did indicate Of pride and joy no common rate, That flushd her know not by what name besideIt may be calld ; if twas not pride,It was a joy to that allied She did inherit. 94. 96 POETRY FOR CHILDREN Her parents held the Quaker rule,Which doth the human feeling cool,But she was traind in Natures school, Nature had blest waking eye, a prying mind,A heart that stirs is hard to bind,A hawks keen sight ye cannot blind, Ye could not Hester. My sprightly neighbour, gone beforeTo that unknown and silent shore,Shall we not meet, as heretofore, Some summer morning,When from thy cheerful eyes a rayHath struck a bliss upon the day,A bliss that would not go away, A sweet forewarning ?
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