Page:Felicia Hemans in The Literary Souvenir 1827.pdf/4

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Their tones are of the world, which Time
    Sears not within the heart;
They tell us of the living light
    In its green places ever bright.

VII.
They call us, with a voice divine,
    Back to our early love,—
Our vows of youth at many a shrine,
    Whence far and fast we rove:
Welcome high thought, and holy strain,
That make us truth's and heaven's again!