To pour its secret sorrows to thy ears,- But that not e'en the most pestiferous breath Of most deliberate malevolence Could ever in thy conduct find a flaw, Yet thou wert ever ready to discern Found, but a sorrowing, sympathetic friend! May indeed cover multitude of sins, may not then be said of it when borne- Of antique chemistry) from neighbouring vices! Thine was no maudling, whimpering charity! It was the charity of one whose breast, Rich in its own creations, owed to these A consciousness of all man's heart can feel; In that warm bosom there did dwell enshrined A human microcosm, which reflected All the mind's accidents; and though in her Each impulse not consistent with true worth, If it had e'er had birth, had been repressed, This opulence of nature, this rich gift Of human intuitions, qualified(As mariners assisted by a compass May unknown seas explore)-her to extend E'en to the obscurest regions of the mind, To all those passions which command our tears, To all those impulses which would be voiceless Had they not correspondent sighs and groans, A quick discernment, and a sympathy Which almost did anticipate the prayer Labouring for utterance in an aching heart Desirous of her aid, to speak ashamed! STANZAS Written the 7th and 10th of February, ON THE DEATH OF MARY BRAITHWAITE, THE THIRD SISTER OF THE AUTHOR. 1. IF innocence, and saint-like truth Persisted in from earliest youth, In her so patient was, it might, If praise it sought, that praise excite Which active virtues meet. 2. If all that marks the christian here, The soul devout, the ready tear, For every child of woe; If these, dear Mary, might require 74 3. The tender grace in thee enshrined, Perfect exemption from each thought 4. Thy tender care, in deed and word, From thee by any one : And Him to serve alone: 5. To those that knew thee, these might well Inspire the wish like thee t'excel In every christian grace: Thou liv'st in each of these enshrined; Each gains new strength, thee called to mind, To run the christian race. |