Transition: a Remembrance of Emma Whiting
Transition: a Remembrance of Emma Whiting
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The warrior paused, while like a storm Conflicting thoughts did roll.
These long loved lives, — this sacred form, Did rend his very soul.
His private wrongs, stern duty's calls, And sweet affection's tear.
The love of home, these sacred walls, — All made the scene more dear.
Dark raged the conflict then within.
Without a ray to cheer.
But all above the noisy din.
Spake conscience, calm and clear.
182 8TIR8 OF POETRY.
Peace, angry mortal, this its strain, Why dwell upon thy wrong ?
This is the s...pot that thou should'st gain, And make its glory strong.
This is the spot that thou should'st hold Most dear of all the earth.
These walls are sacred, they enfold The city of thy birth.
And thus at length the voice prevailed, Oh I mother, thou hast won.
The victory is thine ; but failed, The clasp of thine own son.
And so his heart he ruled amain, With a strong soldier's might.
He kissed her fondly, once again, And then, — was lost to sight.
STIRS OF POETRY, 188 "Musings in an Old Street." t WRITTEN AT THE AQB OP SEVENTEEN.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
The warrior paused, while like a storm Conflicting thoughts did roll.
These long loved lives, — this sacred form, Did rend his very soul.
His private wrongs, stern duty's calls, And sweet affection's tear.
The love of home, these sacred walls, — All made the scene more dear.
Dark raged the conflict then within.
Without a ray to cheer.
But all above the noisy din.
Spake conscience, calm and clear.
182 8TIR8 OF POETRY.
Peace, angry mortal, this its strain, Why dwell upon thy wrong ?
This is the s...pot that thou should'st gain, And make its glory strong.
This is the spot that thou should'st hold Most dear of all the earth.
These walls are sacred, they enfold The city of thy birth.
And thus at length the voice prevailed, Oh I mother, thou hast won.
The victory is thine ; but failed, The clasp of thine own son.
And so his heart he ruled amain, With a strong soldier's might.
He kissed her fondly, once again, And then, — was lost to sight.
STIRS OF POETRY, 188 "Musings in an Old Street." t WRITTEN AT THE AQB OP SEVENTEEN.
What to read after Transition: a Remembrance of Emma Whiting?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Hugh Smith Carpenter to read onlineMoreLess
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