Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867.
VI. A Wish for Her During the Remainder of Her LifeFrederick Tennyson (1807–1898)
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Mayst see a cloudless autumn of thy years,
Whose summer-tide hath been o’ercast with tears;
Though like the clouds, that vainly overflow
The deep clear sky, they have not dimmed thy brow,
Or darkened the quick flame of liberty
Lit in that eye, which fashioned it and thee.
Be thine a vale where western breezes blow
The livelong year, where thou mayst walk at even
’Mid cherished flowers along a garden slope,
And breathe in peace the purity of heaven,
And turn unto the sun with eyes of hope,
With sweet birds every morn to make thee cheer,
And sound of living waters in thine ear.