I. "Through suffering and sorrow III. "I would not have this perfect love " IV. "For this true nobleness " VI. "Great Truths are portions of the soul" VII. "I ask not for those thoughts " VIII. To M. W., on her birthday. MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. THRENODIA. GONE, gone from us! and shall we see Those sibyl-leaves of destiny, Those calm eyes, nevermore ? Those deep, dark eyes so warm and bright, The stars of those two gentle eyes Will shine no more on earth; Quenched are the hopes that had their birth, As we watched them slowly rise, Stars of a mother's fate; And she would read them o'er and o'er, Pondering as she sate, Over their dear astrology, Which she had conned and conned before, Deeming she needs must read aright What was writ so passing bright. And yet, alas! she knew not why, |