| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (18331908). An American Anthology, 17871900. 1900. |
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| 1031. Where Helen Sits |
| | | By Laura Elizabeth Richards |
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| WHERE Helen sits, the darkness is so deep, | |
| No golden sunbeam strikes athwart the gloom; | |
| No mothers smile, no glance of loving eyes, | |
| Lightens the shadow of that lonely room. | |
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| Yet the clear whiteness of her radiant soul | 5 |
| Decks the dim walls, like angel vestments shed. | |
| The lovely light of holy innocence | |
| Shines like a halo round her bended head, | |
| Where Helen sits. | |
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| Where Helen sits, the stillness is so deep, | 10 |
| No childrens laughter comes, no song of bird. | |
| The great world storms along its noisy way, | |
| But in this place no sound is ever heard. | |
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| Yet do her gentle thoughts make melody | |
| Sweeter than aught from harp or viol flung; | 15 |
| And Love and Beauty, quiring each to each, | |
| Sing as the stars of Edens morning sung, | |
| Where Helen sits. | |
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