And kindles to a golden after-glow,
Bidding the tender hearts that love her know
The fuller glory of her perfect day.
JOYFUL MYSTERIES.
I.
Luke i. 38.
And does the crownèd one ever look back
On her long sojourn in the vale of tears?
Whate’er of earth her simple home might lack,
Her blissful Fiat filled those far-off years,