Poems

Chapter 34: ON HER DEATH, At the Age of Two Years and Two Months.

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This collection gathers lyrical pieces that trace the day's and year's cycles, moving through sunrise, morning, noonday, sunset, moonlight and seasonal scenes. It pairs brief landscape lyrics with sonnets, songs, and occasional narrative ballads, blending vivid natural description—mountains, streams, birds, and coastal views—with meditative reflections on mortality, faith, memory, and poetic ambition. The tone alternates between pastoral celebration and sober contemplation, favoring clear sensory detail, moral sentiment, and accessible stanza forms that foreground feeling and observation over formal experimentation.

ON HER DEATH,
At the Age of Two Years and Two Months.

Not long beside us did the cherub stay:

God's will be done! He gave and took away;

It seemed as if blest memories of heaven,

From whence she came, were to her visions given,

And, tiring soon of earth, whose breath was pain,

Longed to return, and be at rest again.

Too pure for earth, too innocent for grief,

Sweet was her promise, as her sojourn brief.