| Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867. | | | | Craigcrook | | By James Dodds (1813–1874) |
| | (To John Hunter)
I HAVE not found so true a Harmony | |
| As crowns this life of thine, my much-loved friend! | |
| See! the bright roses o’er the violets bend; | |
| The oaks with hazels sing in windy glee; | |
| The lawn looks coy up to yon gazing hill; | 5 |
| On the same bough are dove and blackbird seen; | |
| And, as we talk under this alley green, | |
| The robin makes a third, with answering trill. | |
| Within, thy home is meet for such a spot: | |
| Thy youthful dreams—how rare!—have grown to truth; | 10 |
| Still rarer, life keeps fine as dream of youth; | |
| Rarest and best, this harmony is given,— | |
| Thy Real drinks music from Ideal Thought, | |
| And Earth but avenues the gate to Heaven! | | | | |
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