| Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867. | | | | IV. Lovely Companionship | | By Charles Strong |
| | | SHE grieved that her loved season’s pensive hue, | |
| Its colors sadly gay, so soon should fade, | |
| And she not seek, in thoughtful mood, the glade, | |
| Nor from gray steep the mellow landscape view: | |
| Others too grieved, that one so fond, so true, | 5 |
| Marked not with them each sudden gleam and shade, | |
| The leaf’s light fall, the stillness deeper made | |
| By rustling breeze, or bird forlorn and few. | |
| O pure delight, when minds are well agreed, | |
| To commune thus with WOMAN!—early taught | 10 |
| In Nature’s page devotedly to read,— | |
| Lady, with thee! who in thy vernal hour, | |
| Like some heaven-favored plant, art richly fraught | |
| With Wisdom’s golden fruit and Beauty’s flower. | | | | |
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