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THRO' WHAT NEW WORLD, THIS HAPPY HOUR, by                     Poet's Biography
Last Line: Walks in the eventide
Alternate Author Name(s): Myers, Frederic
Subject(s): Innocence


Thro' what new world, this happy hour,
What wild romance, what faery bower.
Are Nelly's fancies flown?
The dreamy eyes, the eager mind,
Of all imagined homes shall find
None sweeter than her own.

The best is truest; that was best
When Nelly, heart and soul at rest.
Knelt at the vesper-prayer
No poet's dream, methought, could shed
O'er that unconscious childly head
So high a light and fair.

For innocence is Eden still
Round the pure heart, the loving will.
Heaven's hosts encamped abide;
A Presence that I may not name
Thro' souls unknowing guilt or shame
Walks in the eventide.






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