And Thou pervading Soul of All, Receiving at devotion's call shown, known! While summer's light around them clung. 47. He seemed a more than common man, Whom children passed not heedless by, With graven brow of shapely span, And sudden-moving, pensive eye. 48. Retired and staid was Henry's look, And shrank from men's tumultuous ways; And on the earth as on a book He oft would bend his gaze. 49. But then at sight of bird or flower, Or beam that set the clouds in flame, Or aught that told of joy or power, Upon the inan his genius came. 50. Most flashed his light whene'er he saw His Jane was fair to any eye; 52. So childlike young, so gravely sweet, With smiles of some disportive sprite, While blushes clear and fancies fleet Played o'er in rippling waves of light. 53. Whate'er of best thy Sire makes It was, in truth, a simple soul PART IV. With bold affection, pure and true, 2. Sometimes amid the glimmering meads They walked in August's genial eve, And marked above the mill-stream reeds The myriad flies their mazes weave, For if too fond man's love may seem, 'Tis but by erring in the choice. 26. "Begone, ye fears that round us wait, The soul's dim twilight hour possessing! A Will beyond the Grecian Fate Has given us love's unstinted blessing." 27. Jane listened first with pensive gaze, Then dread disturbed her seeking glance, Though she but half could read the phrase That told the heathen land's romance. 28. But clear she saw, and truly felt, That Henry was not well at ease; 'Twas not a grief obscurely spelt, But plain as aught the spirit sees. 29. Her arms around his neck she threw, -Against his cheek her head she laid, And he could feel the sigh she drew, Could feel the passion of the maid. 30. Then first upon her soul it broke That Time their lives might sever; From joy's delightful trance she woke, And it was gone for ever: 31. As when a child first snaps the band 32. Long time she paused, and hid her face, Then raised her head in piteous sor row, |