("S'Il Est Un Charmant Gazon.") [Xxii, Feb. 18, 1834.] If There Be A Velvet Sward By Dewdrops Pearly Drest, Where Through All Seasons Fairies Guard Flowers By Bees Carest, Where One May Gather, Day And Night, Roses, Honeysuckle, Lily White, I Fain Would Make Of It A Site For Thy Foot To Rest. If There Be A Loving Heart Where Honor Rules The Breast, Loyal And True In Every Part, That Changes Ne'er Molest, Eager To Run Its Noble Race, Intent To Do Some Work Of Grace, I Fain Would Make Of It A Place For Thy Brow To Rest. And If There Be Of Love A Dream Rose-Scented As The West, Which Shows, Each Time It Comes, A Gleam, - A Something Sweet And Blest, - A Dream Of Which Heaven Is The Pole, A Dream That Mingles Soul And Soul, I Fain Of It Would Make The Goal Where Thy Mind Should Rest. Toru Dutt.
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