The Domestic Affections and Other Poems.

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Title
The Domestic Affections and Other Poems.
Author
Hemans, Felicia Dorothea Browne,
1793‐1835
Publication
London: Printed for T. Cadell and W. Davies ... by J. M'Creery ...
1812
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TO RESIGNATION.

MAID of the placid smile and heav'nly mien, With beaming eye, tho' tearful yet serene; Teach me, like thee, in sorrow's ling'ring hour, To bless devotion's all‐consoling pow'r; Teach me, like thee, when storms around me rise, And spreading glooms obscure the azure skies, On one unclouded light to fix my view, For ever brilliant and for ever true; The star of faith ! whose mild, celestial ray, With steady lustre shall direct my way: Thy seraph‐hand shall raise my drooping head; Angel of peace ! thy wings around me spread; With hallow'd spells my fainting spirit cheer, Hush the sad murmur, dry the starting tear.

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Thus when the halcyon broods upon the tides, The winds are lull'd, the mountain‐wave subsides; Soft rainbow‐hues, reflected, tinge the deep, And balmy zephyrs on its bosom sleep­ Maid of the placid smile ! my troubled soul, Would own thy gentle reign, thy mild control; Though the pale cypress twine thy sainted brow, Eternal palms for thee, in heav'n shall blow.
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