her within the convent walls. She gives her lover admirable advice, but the old leaven is not yet purged out, as may be seen from the final exhortation:
“Look up, rise up; for far above
Our palms are grown, our place is set;
There we shall meet as once we met,
And love with old familiar love.”—
Which may be a very pleasant prospect for separated lovers, but is scarcely heaven.
The poem contains a strong contrast—and yet how weak a one to the truly spiritual soul!—between the higher and the lower life.
“Your eyes look earthward; mine look up.
I see the far-off city grand,
Beyond the hills a watered land,