Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867.
I. A Replication of RhymesJohn Hunter
(To James Dodds)
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Of rounder, nobler swell than mine, my friend!
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A turbulent nature, panting in the glee
Of young ambition to ascend the hill
Where Worldly Greatness, crowned with power, is seen;
And, conqueror of himself, can seek the green
Low vale where true Peace dwells, and list the trill
Of home-bred joys that sanctify the spot.
Earth’s dazzling meteors for the Torch of Truth
Thou hast exchanged; and for wild dreams of youth
More glorious aims and nobler gifts are given,—
A Soul of power, a well of lofty Thought,
A chastened Hope that ever points to Heaven.