TO A REDBREAST—(IN SICKNESS)
Published 1842
[Almost the only verses by our lamented sister Sara Hutchinson.—I.F.]
One of the “Miscellaneous Poems.”—Ed.
Stay, little cheerful Robin! stay,
And at my casement sing,
Though it should prove a farewell lay
And this our parting spring.
Though I, alas! may ne’er enjoy 5
The promise in thy song;
A charm, that thought can not destroy,
Doth to thy strain belong.
Methinks that in my dying hour
Thy song would still be dear, 10
And with a more than earthly power
My passing Spirit cheer.
Then, little Bird, this boon confer,
Come, and my requiem sing,
Nor fail to be the harbinger 15
Of everlasting Spring.
S.H.