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TO MY SISTER LUCRETIA, by                    
First Line: My sister! With that thrilling word
Last Line: And bathe in beams of endless light!
Subject(s): Davidson, Lucretia Maria (1808-1825)


My sister! With that thrilling word
What thoughts unnumber'd wildly spring
What echoes in my heart are stirr'd,
While thus I touch the trembling string!

I cannot weep that thou art fled, --
For ever blends my soul with thine,
Each thought, by purer impulse led,
Is soaring on to realms divine.

Thou wert unfit to dwell with clay,
For sin too pure, for earth too bright!
And death, who call'd thee hence away,
Placed on his brow a gem of light!

A gem, whose brilliant glow is shed
Beyond the ocean's swelling wave,
Which gilds the memory of the dead,
And pours its radiance on thy grave

When day hath left his glowing car,
And evening spreads her robe of love;
When worlds, like travellers from afar,
Meet in the azure fields above;

When all is still, and fancy's realm
Is opening to the eager view,
Mine eye full oft, in search of thee,
Roams o'er that vast expanse of blue

I know that here thy harp is mute,
And quench'd the bright poetic fire,
Yet still I bend my ear, to catch
The hymnings of thy seraph lyre.

Oh! if this partial converse now
So joyous to my heart can be,
How must the streams of rapture flow
When both are chainless, both are free!

When borne from earth for evermore,
Our souls in sacred joy unite,
At God's almighty throne adore,
And bathe in beams of endless light!





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