Poems (Hale)/To my Sister
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TO MY SISTER.
My sister! strange but hallowed name!With joy I own thy proffered claim.Words are but worthless to impartThe varied thoughts that fill my heart.Yet shall my feeble strain essayA sister's meed of love to pay.
Welcome! thrice welcome to my love,Sent as an angel from aboveTo cheer my onward path below,And whisper peace mid doubt and wo. I view the gracious blessing near,The cherished hope of many a year.
I greet thee, love! my brother's bride,Dearer to him than aught beside.And dear indeed thou art to me,My sister, in his bride I see:A fervent prayer for thee I raise,As love this simple tribute pays.
O! may no gathering cloud of careThe sweet repose of love impair:May each unbreathed, unwritten dreamIn full fruition brighter beam:And should the chastening tone be given,Still be its word of promise,—heaven.
May wedded love thy pathway blessWith truth's enduring faithfulness.My sister! could thy future beBright as the prayer I raise for thee,Though its deep strength thou canst not read,Dearest! thou wouldst be blest indeed.