“Reject thee? No! When earth rejects
The sunshine’s summer glow,
When Heaven one suppliant’s prayer neglects,
Then will I bid thee go.
And, by the watching stars above,
And by all things divine,
I swear to cherish and to love
This heart that beats to mine!”
O, holy sense of wrongs forgot,
And injuries forgiven!
The human heart that feels thee not,
Knows not the peace of Heaven.
Ye blesséd spirits from above,
Who guide us while we live,
O, teach us also how to love,
And freely to forgive.
POEMS
FROM
THE INNER LIFE.
PART II.
The succeeding poems were given under direct spirit influence before public audiences. For many of them I could not obtain the authorship, but for such as I could, the names are given.
THE SPIRIT-CHILD.
BY “JENNIE.”
O, thou holy Heaven above us!
O, ye angel hosts who love us!
Ye alone know how to prove us
By the discipline of life—
That we faint not in endeavor,
But with cheerful courage ever
Rise victorious in the strife.
O, my sister! O, my brother
I was once a mortal mother;
One sweet blossom, and no other,
Bloomed upon the household tree:
Very fragile, very tender,
Very beautiful and slender—
He was dear as life to me.
All the spring-time’s fresh unfolding,
All of Art’s exquisite moulding,
All that thrills one in beholding,
Centred in that fair young face;
While an angel-tempered gladness,
Almost blending into sadness,
Filled him with a nameless grace.
And I loved him without measure;
O, a ceaseless fount of pleasure
Found I in that little treasure!
And my heart grew good and great,
As I thanked the God of Heaven
That this precious one was given
Thus to cheer my low estate.