Sarah Josepha Buell Hale Poems

Shadowed beneath those awful piles of stone,
Where Liberty has found a Pisgah height,
O'erlooking all the land she loves to bless,
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The outward world, for rugged toil designed,
Where Evil from true Good the crown hath riven,
Hath been to men's dominion ever given;
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And thou art gone! the Bridal Rose
Fresh on thy laurelled head;
A land of new, wild, wondrous scenes
Before thy fancy spread-
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Earth held no symbol, had no living sign
To image forth the Mother's deathless love;
And so the tender care the righteous prove
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My boy, thou wilt dream the world is fair,
And thy spirit will sigh to roam:
And thou must go; but never, when there,
Forget the light of home.
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The Daughter from her father's bosom goes-
The Sister drops her brother's clasping hand-
For God himself ordained a holier band
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One came with light and laughing air,
And cheek like opening blossom,-
Bright gems were twined amid her hair,
And glittered on her bosom,
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1.
Many, many years ago,
When the months moved very slow,
Keeping time with minds of men,--
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I.
Many, many years ago,
When all the world moved very slow;
Before the light of Science broke,
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