... has its hour of rest,
That comes not to the human mourner's breast.
I too was calm, though heavily distress'd!
| 1842 | |
| Remote from man, and storms of mortal care, A heavenly silence did the waves invest; I looked and looked along the silent air, Until it seemed to bring a joy to my despair. Oh me, how quiet sky and ocean were! My heart was healed within me, I was bless'd. And looked, and looked ... My heart was hushed within me, ... As quiet all within me, ... | 1798 1802 1815 1827 |
Remote from man, and storms of mortal care,
A heavenly silence did the waves invest;
I looked and looked along the silent air,
Until it seemed to bring a joy to my despair.
Oh me, how quiet sky and ocean were!
My heart was healed within me, I was bless'd.
And looked, and looked ...
My heart was hushed within me, ...
As quiet all within me, ...
| 1800 | |
| Where looks inhuman dwelt on festering heaps! | 1798 |
Where looks inhuman dwelt on festering heaps!