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the life-voyage.
And meekly, when at eve her bark
Its destined port had found,
She moor'd it by the mellow spark
Her jewel shed around!
Its destined port had found,
She moor'd it by the mellow spark
Her jewel shed around!
Wouldst know the name the maiden wore
'Twas Innocence—like thine!
Wouldst know the pearl she nobly bore?
'Twas Truth—a gem divine!
'Twas Innocence—like thine!
Wouldst know the pearl she nobly bore?
'Twas Truth—a gem divine!
Thou hast the jewel—keep it bright,
Undimm'd by mortal fear,
And bathe each stain upon its light
With Grief's repentant tear!
Undimm'd by mortal fear,
And bathe each stain upon its light
With Grief's repentant tear!
Still shrink from falsehood's fairest guise,
By flattery unbeguiled!
Still let thy heart speak from thine eyes,
My pure and simple child!
By flattery unbeguiled!
Still let thy heart speak from thine eyes,
My pure and simple child!
