The motto and the arms her carriage bore.
Led by that clue, he left not England’s shore
Till he had known her: and to know her well
Prolonged, exalted, bound, enchantment’s spell;
For with affections warm, intense, refined,
She mixed such calm and holy strength of mind,
That, like Heaven’s image in the smiling brook,
Celestial peace was pictured in her look.
Hers was the brow, in trials unperplexed,
That cheered the sad, and tranquillised the vexed;