(In the Spring Exhibition of the National Academy, 1'65) The sufferance of her race is shown, And retrospect of life, Which now too late deliverance dawns upon; Yet is she not at strife. Her children's children they shall know The good withheld from her; And so her reverie takes prophetic cheer -- In spirit she sees the stir Far down the depth of thousand years, And marks the revel shine; Her dusky face is lit with sober light, Sibylline, yet benign. |