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230 EMMA C. EMBURY But the bonds that earth entwineth Are all too weak to stay, When the far off Heaven shineth, The spirit's upward way. Thou hast left us, and for ever; Thy smile of quiet mirth, Thy low sweet voice, shall never Soothe our aching hearts on earth; The joys thy presence cherished Like mourning dreams have fled, And many a fair hope perished Upon thy narrow bed. For the love that we have borne thee Thy loss we needs must weep, But even while we mourn thee, We envy thee thy sleep. Love Me Still. When 'mid the festive scene we meet, To joyous bosoms dear, Though other voices fall more seet Upon thy listening ear, Yet scorn not though my ruder tone; Oh! think my heart is all thine own, And love me still. When o'er young Beauty's cheek of rose Thine eye delighted strays, Half proud to watch the blush that glows Beneath thine ardent gaze, Oh! think that but for sorrow's blight My faded cheek had yet been bright, And love me still. EMMA C. EMBURY. 231 Poor, But Happy. We'll have a cot Upon the banks of some meandering stream, Whose ripple, like the murmur of a dream, Shall be our music: roses there shall twine Around the casement, with the jessamine, Whose starry blossoms shine out from beneath Their veiling leaves, like hope, and whose faint breath Is sweet as memory's perfume. All the flowers That nature in her richest bounty showers Shall deck our home: fresh violets, that, like light, And love, and hope, dwell everywhere; the bright And fragrant honeysuckle, too; our feet Shall press the daisy's bloom. Oh! 't will be sweet to sit within the porch at eventide, And drink the breath of heaven at thy dear side. The sky will wear a smile unseen before, The sun for me more genial light will pour, Earth will give out its treasures rich and rare, New health will come in every balmy air. Then thou wilt ope to me great Nature's book, And nightly on the star-gemmed heavens we'll look'; Thou, with the pride of knowledge, wilt unfold The mighty chart where science is enrolled, And gaily smile when I recount to thee My wild and wayward flights of fantasy; For the frail beings of my dreamy heaven Shrink from the light by scholiast wisdom given. Wilt thou not joy to see the vivid glow Of my expanded mind, when I shall owe Its treasures all to thee?
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