Page:Hemans in Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine 33 1833.pdf/22



hast thy record in the Monarch's ball; And on the waters of the far mid sea; And where the mighty mountain-shadows fall, The Alpine hamlet keeps a thought of thee: Where'er, beneath some Oriental tree, The Christian traveller rests,—where'er the child Looks upward from the English mother's knee, With earnest eyes in wondering reverence mild, There art thou known;—where'er the Book of Light Bears hope and healing, there, beyond all blight, Is borne thy memory, and all praise above: Oh! say what deed so lifted thy sweet name, Mary! to that pure silent place of Fame? One lowly offering of exceeding Love.