And, faithful at the last dread hour,
Stand near him, whispering, “Fear no ill!”
VII.
“Fear not to love; nor deem thy soul too slight
To walk in human love's heroic ways:
Great Love shall teach thee how to love aright,
Though few the elect of earth who win his praise.
“Fear not, O maid! nor doubt lest wedded life
Thy childhood's heavenward yearnings blot or blur;
There needs the vestal heart to make the wife;