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Title: Poems
Year: 1850 (1850s)
Authors: Osgood, Frances Sargent Locke, 1811-1850 Darley, ---- Osgood, Samuel Stillman
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Publisher: Philadelphia, Carey and Hart
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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like sigh, The melody it learnd above,To which no echo may reply, Save from thy voice, Celestial Love ! HYMN TO THE VIRGIN. 279 HYMN TO THE VIRGIN. Mother of the spirit-child ! Of the guileless and the meekMournful are thine eyes, but mildWith a beauty from above ;Pale, but eloquent with love,Thy youthful brow and cheek!Thou, oh ! thou hast known a parents wasting grief!A suppliant parent kneels, imploring thy relief! By the pure and solemn joy Filling all thy maiden breast,When the precious heaven-born boy,Glowing with celestial charms,Lay within those virgin armsA bright and wondrous guest!Hear, in mercy, hear the faltering voice of grief!A suppliant mother kneels, imploring thy relief! 280 SACRED POEMS. By thine anguish in that hour, Hour of wo and dread, when DeathDared to stay the awful power,High, majestic, yet benign;Dared to seal the truths divineWhich dwelt upon his breath!By thy hope, thy trust, thy rapture, and thy grief,Oh ! sainted Marie ! send this breaking heart relief!
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.■. D E) il Ir1 BALLADS AND TALES. LITTLE RED RIDING-HOOD. Dear little wanderer, dancing along,Now with a silver laugh, now with a song;Little that loving heart, guileless and gay,Dreamd of the evils that darkend thy way! Soft from the crimson hood floated her hair,Changing to gold in the sun-lighted air;Blue as the hare-bell that, as she trippd by,Kissd her light feet in love, shone her young eye-Bright as yon rivulet glanced to the day,Dimpled her cheek in her smiles sunny play.Oh, tis a fable twere sin to believe!How could the wolf such a darling deceive ? Say that she met him there ! that may be so—Innocence walks not unperilld below— 2 a 2 281 282 BALLADS AND TALES. But, on the faith of a poet, the restIs but a libel and should be suppressd. Say that she met him there, face unto face!Soft oer the savage, the magic of grace,Sweetness and purity, beauty and love,Stole to his heart like the coo of a dove. One earnest look of those eloquent eyes—One music-tone of her childish

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