I listen for steps I shall no longer hear, A voice that held the melodies of spring, And yet I feel her presence ever near, Her love divine that takes from death his sting.
Though she is gone, the human form dissolved, Her spirit flown to haven and to rest Will soon return and all will be resolved On earth the sanctuary of the blest.
Among the rhodendrons and the ferns Awakened is the heart to Beauty's reign, The meaning of humility returns To dissipate the sorrow and the pain.
The feet of God will touch our soil once more, His golden light upon our sleeping floor.
Poems Undated (1727)
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