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Hunt and Lee, comps.  The Book of the Sonnet.  1867.
 
V. Sabbath Sonnet
By Mrs. Felicia Dorothea Hemans (1793–1835)
 
(Composed a few days before her death, and dedicated to her brother)

HOW many blessed groups this hour are bending,
Through England’s primrose meadow-paths, their way
Towards spire and tower, ’midst shadowy elms ascending,
Whence the sweet chimes proclaim the hallowed day!
The halls from old heroic ages gray        5
Pour their fair children forth; and hamlets low,
With whose thick orchard-blooms the soft winds play,
Send out their inmates in a happy flow,
Like a freed vernal stream. I may not tread
With them those pathways,—to the feverish bed        10
Of sickness bound;—yet, O my God! I bless
Thy mercy, that with Sabbath peace hath filled
My chastened heart, and all its throbbings stilled
To one deep calm of lowliest thankfulness!
 
 
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