| Alfred H. Miles, ed. Women Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907. | | | Poems.
XVI. “Cover Me with Your Everlasting Arms” | | By Frances Anne Kemble (1809–1893) |
| | | COVER me with your everlasting arms, | |
| Ye guardian giants of this solitude! | |
| From the ill-sight of men, and from the rude, | |
| Tumultuous din of yon wild world’s alarms! | |
| Oh, knit your mighty limbs around, above, | 5 |
| And close me in for ever! let me dwell | |
| With the wood spirits, in the darkest cell | |
| That ever with your verdant locks ye wove. | |
| The air is full of countless voices, joined | |
| In one eternal hymn; the whispering wind, | 10 |
| The shuddering leaves, the hidden water-springs, | |
| The work-song of the bees, whose honeyed wings | |
| Hang in the golden tresses of the lime, | |
| Or buried lie in purple beds of thyme. | | | | |
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