To Jean Ingelow
When youth was high, and life was new And days sped musical and fleet, She stood amid the morning dew, And sang her earliest measures sweet, - Sang as the lark sings, speeding fair To touch and taste the purer air, To gain a nearer view of Heaven; 'Twas then she sang "The Songs of Seven." Now, farther on in womanhood, With traind voice and ripened art, She gently stands where once she stood, And sings from out her deeper heart. Sing on, dear Singer! sing again; And we will listen to the strain, Till soaring earth greets bending Heaven, And seven-fold songs grow seventy-seven.
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