Lays of Killarney Lakes Descriptive Sonnets And Occasional Poems

itself comprest To its prime essence?such the being bright, By strength invisible who walks secure Thro' courts and camps and lowly haunts Of fevered misery, intent to pour The oil and wine for whoso solace wants? 'Tis Sister Agnes! friend of rich and poor, The bride of Heaven, la sceur de bon secours. (Emtfetnis. Jot, unalloyed by pain, is rare to find. The chance unveiling of long hidden love; In danger's searching hour, the quick resolve; A law of nature, big with change, divined; A battle fought and won, to save mankind; Sudden to meet, when crowds unfriendly prove, The tender gaze we set all store above; These call up joy, but care rides post behind. Now pass we in review the convent-roll; There joy unwavering meets us face to face, For there the ail-but disembodied soul Communes with beings of a kindred race, And every act tends onward to the goal Beyond the bigot's ken or statesman's vain control. I hear the Silent, in the tempest's roar, In the low music of the evening's sigh, In thunder pealing thro' the nether sky, In the loud boom along the rock-bound shore, In insects' hum, when thro' the bowers they pour On drowsy lids their noontide lullaby; I see th' Unseen, when dawn first meets the eye On ocean's verge; I see it evermore Within the clear obscure of starry night, And in the lowly, flower-embroidered plain, In roused Atlantic surging to its height, And in thy placid depths?beloved Loughlein!? What'er awake...