Page:Felicia Hemans in The Amulet 1827.pdf/3



beside a hamlet's fount at play, Her fair face laughing at the sunny day; The cheerful girl her labour leaves a while, To gaze on Heaven's and Earth's unsullied smile; Her happy dog looks on her dimpled cheeks, And of his joy in his own language speaks; A gush of waters, tremulously bright, Kindling the air to gladness with their light; And a soft gloom beyond, of summer-trees, Darkening the turf, and, shadowed o'er by these, A low, dim, woodland cottage:—this was all! What had the scene for memory to recall With a fond look of love? What secret spell With the heart's pictures bade its image dwell? What but the spirit of the joyous child, That freshly forth o'er stream and verdure smiled, Casting upon the common things of earth A brightness, born and gone with infant mirth! F. H.