Among all lovely things my Love had been ; Had noted well the stars, all flowers that grew About her home; but she had never seen

A Glow-worm, never one, and this I knew.

While riding near her home one stormy night
A single Glow-worm did I chance to espy;
I gave a fervent welcome to the sight,
And from my Horse I leapt; great joy had I.

Upon a leaf the Glow-worm did I lay,

To bear it with me through the stormy night: And, as before, it shone without dismay; Albeit putting forth a fainter light.

When to the Dwelling of my Love I came,
I went into the Orchard quietly;

And left the Glow-worm, blessing it by name,
Laid safely by itself, beneath a Tree.

The whole next day, I hoped, and hoped with fear;
At night the Glow-worm shone beneath the Tree:
I led my Lucy to the spot, "Look here!"
Oh joy it was for her, and joy for me!

I travell'd

among unknown Men,

In Lands beyond the Sea;

Nor England! did I know till then

What love I bore to thee.

'Tis past, that melancholy dream!
Nor will I quit thy shore

-A second time; for still I seem
To love thee more and more.

Among thy mountains did I feel

The joy of my desire;

And She I cherish'd turn'd her wheel

Beside an English fire.

Thy mornings shew'd—thy nights conceal'd The bowers where Lucy play'd;

And thine is, too, the last green

field

Which Lucy's eyes survey'd!

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D 11

ODE TO DUTY.

Stern Daughter of the Voice of God!
O Duty! if that name thou love
Who art a Light to guide, a Rod
To check the erring, and reprove;
Thou who art victory and law

When empty terrors overawe;

From vain temptations dost set free;

From strife and from despair; a glorious ministry.