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196 Should no more bloom be gathered?While her hand With mournful sweetness swept her silver lyre, Attracted by its angel melody, A spirit came and bended at her feet. With earnest love and gentle reverence— A spirit worthy to commune with hers— Gifted and eloquent, and full of truth! And grateful for the homage offered her, While all her soul quivered with intense joy, She yielded up the jewels of the love That would not blend with darkness—and received, With blessings and with prayers and earnest trust, A love and tenderness as deep and pure As the rich light that broods around a star.

LELLA.