That thou may’st wander with heaven’s breath around thee,
And all the laughing sky! This thought shall yet
Shine o’er my heart a radiant amulet,
Guarding it from despair. Thy bonds are broken;
And unto me, I know, thy true love’s token
Shall one day be deliverance, though the years
Lie dim between, o’erhung with mists of tears.
VII.
My friend! my friend! where art thou? Day by day,
Gliding like some dark mournful stream away,