Sister! Since I Met Thee Last

Sister! since I met thee last,
O'er thy brow a change hath past.
In the softness of thine eyes,
Deep and still a shadow lies;
From thy voice there thrills a tone
Never to thy childhood known;
Through thy soul a storm hath moved,
- Gentle sister! thou hast loved!

Yes! thy varying cheek hath caught
Hues too bright from troubled thought;
Far along the wandering stream
Thou art follow'd by a dream;
In the woods and valleys lone
Music haunts thee, not thine own:
Wherefore fall thy tears like rain?
- Sister! thou hast loved in vain!

Tell me not the tale, my flower!
On my bosom pour that shower!
Tell me not of kind thoughts wasted;
Tell me not of young hopes blasted;
Wring not forth one burning word,
Let thy heart no more be stirr'd!
Home alone can give thee rest.
- Weep, sweet sister! on my breast!

Felicia Hemans . 1793-1835

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Felicia Hemans
born 1793, died 1835

Poems

The Death-Day Of Koerner
The Name Of England
The Homes Of England
England's Dead
Sister! Since I Met Thee Last
Mother! Oh, Sing Me To Rest
The Broken Flower
The Child's First Grief

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