"LO! WHERE SHE STANDS FIXED IN A SAINT-LIKE TRANCE"

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Published 1842


One of the "Miscellaneous Sonnets."--ED.


Lo! where she stands fixed in a saint-like trance,

One upward hand, as if she needed rest

From rapture, lying softly on her breast!

Nor wants her eyeball an ethereal glance;

But not the less--nay more--that countenance,

While thus illumined, tells of painful strife

For a sick heart made weary of this life

By love, long crossed with adverse circumstance.

--Would She were now as when she hoped to pass

At God's appointed hour to them who tread

Heaven's sapphire pavement, yet breathed well content,

Well pleased, her foot should print earth's common grass,

Lived thankful for day's light, for daily bread,

For health, and time in obvious duty spent.

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