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426 As caverned waters wear the stone,

Yet dropping harden there;

They cannot petrify more fast,

Than feelings sunk remain,

Which coldly fixed regard the past,

But never melt again. [First published, Works, Paris, 1826, p. 716.]

STANZAS FOR MUSIC.

1.

be the place of thy soul!

No lovelier spirit than thine

E'er burst from its mortal control,

In the orbs of the blessed to shine.

On earth thou wert all but divine,

As thy soul shall immortally be;

And our sorrow may cease to repine

When we know that thy God is with thee.

2.

Light be the turf of thy tomb!

May its verdure like emeralds be!

There should not be the shadow of gloom

In aught that reminds us of thee.