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To that thy tremulous heart instant responds,
As to the soft west wind the swelling strain
Waked on the harp-string breathes its sweetness back.
In him thy strength thou seest. The sturdy arm
To which thou cling'st confiding, thine shall be
In danger's hour for succor and defence;
For kind support when on the toilsome way
Thy steps would falter, or thy heart grow faint.
His wisdom, courage, manhood, to thy soul
More nicely strung, with quicker, keener sense
By God endowed, shall healthful reverence wake
And restful confidence; shall teach thy thought
In generous rivalry to tempt the heights
Of intellectual grandeur and to grasp
What best and highest mortal powers may reach,
Of knowledge that exalts and gifts that charm.
Will he repress thee? Ay, as summer suns
Repress the morning rosebud, opening wide
Its bosom to the day and calling forth
Its sweetest odors and its loveliest hues!
Edward and Mary, each in each complete!