Littell's Living Age/Volume 134/Issue 1735/To the Blue Gentian on a High Alp

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TO THE BLUE GENTIAN ON A HIGH ALP.

BY RICHARD GLOVER, M.A.

I.

Sweet eye, so blue,
So soft, so true!
Thou lookest at me lovingly,
As if to say
This toilsome day,
"Cheer up, O traveller, on thy way!"

II.

Blue eye, so clear,
Methinks thy tear
Wells up towards me tenderly
As down I bend;
And straight doth send
Message — "E'en here thou hast a friend!"

III.

Blue eye, so bright,
With heaven's own light
Mellowed, but beaming cheerily,
Evangelist!
Thou say'st, I wist,
"He cares who made: put trust in Christ!"

IV.

Blue eye, so warm
Midst cold and storm,
I hear thy silent homily —
"Adversity
May compass thee;
His love is constant who loves me!"

V.

Sweet mountain flower,
In trouble's hour,
When I perhaps may wearily
Lie lone and drear
And needing cheer,
I'll think of all thou hast said here.

Sunday Magazine.