Poems (Acton)/Visions of the Heart

by Harriet Acton and Rose Acton

VISIONS OF THE HEART. (Song) ——

There's a vision in my heart
 Of a brightly-smiling spot—
A lowly home of peace,
 By care remembered not;
There's a memory of scorn
 For that spring-time sweet of life,
And a bitter yearning then
 For the world's wild scenes of strife.

There's a scene before me now
 Of heavenly delight—
A ray, 'mid gathering gloom,
 Of pure undying light;
'Tis but that cottage-home,
 Whose peace now seems to tell
From me 'tis gone for aye,
 And whispers, "Fare thee well!"
R. A.