Zinzendorff and Other Poems/On Reading the "Remains" of Rev. Edmund D. Griffin

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Zinzendorff and Other Poems (1836)
by Lydia Huntley Sigourney
On Reading the "Remains" of Rev. Edmund D. Griffin
4049324Zinzendorff and Other PoemsOn Reading the "Remains" of Rev. Edmund D. Griffin1836Lydia Huntley Sigourney


Son of Wyoming's classic vale,
    By early Genius strongly mov'd,
Whom lofty science bow'd to hail,
    And virtue from the cradle lov'd,
Thou of high soul, and radiant brow
Of manly beauty, where art thou?

Not near a mother's cherish'd side,
    Not by a sister's love carest,
Nor listening to the parent-guide,
    Nor in fraternal converse blest,
Still doth thy home the vestments wear
Of Eden,—but thou art not there.

Not at Mount Cenis' stormy base,
    Where crags on crags stupendous hurl'd,
And tower-crown'd cliffs portentous trace
    The ruins of an elder world,
Where keenly gaz'd thy charmed eye
On Nature's cloud-wreath'd majesty.

Not at her feet,—that Queen of Earth,
    Who left unsceptred and alone,
By mighty shades of warrior-birth,
    Half slumbering on her seven-hill'd throne,
Still proudly takes, with palsied hand,
The homage of each pilgrim-land.

Not where thou best didst love to stand,
    A herald for thy Saviour's name,
Dispensing to a listening band
    High words of eloquence and flame,
Such as do burst from lip and soul,
Touch'd by the "altar's living coal."

Yet, what are all the classic springs
    That murmur thro' their ancient grove,
Or all the pomp that Nature brings
    To wake the young enthusiast's love,
Or fond Affections strongest tie,
Weigh'd with their bliss in Christ who die?