Poems (Hinxman)/The Remonstrance
THE REMONSTRANCE.
And dost thou quarrel with the faithful heart,
To thee and to thy griefs long set apart,
Because it yet can listen to the glee
Of innocent souls, and yield them response free?
To thee and to thy griefs long set apart,
Because it yet can listen to the glee
Of innocent souls, and yield them response free?
For that it hath been chosen to receive
A tale of joy, is it less strong to grieve?
Or is the chamber for thy sorrow grown
Unmeet, wherein some few stray flowers are thrown?
A tale of joy, is it less strong to grieve?
Or is the chamber for thy sorrow grown
Unmeet, wherein some few stray flowers are thrown?
Chid'st thou thy friend, that she went forth awhile
To taste the air, and see the summer smile,
If from the breeze and sun she did but woo
New strength to suffer? And is this untrue?
To taste the air, and see the summer smile,
If from the breeze and sun she did but woo
New strength to suffer? And is this untrue?
Unkind and shallow this? O jealous friend,
Be still; the sympathies that seem to spend
Their strength on alien claimants, spending grow,
And are more large to cradle all thy woe.
Be still; the sympathies that seem to spend
Their strength on alien claimants, spending grow,
And are more large to cradle all thy woe.
Prompt Echo, to the whistling shepherd-boy,
Will from the hill give back his note of joy;
But should her friend, the pensive Bard, draw nigh,
Ana, grudging, chide her for the gay reply;
Will from the hill give back his note of joy;
But should her friend, the pensive Bard, draw nigh,
Ana, grudging, chide her for the gay reply;
So truly she takes up her wonted part,
Pours back his own sad music on his heart;
So steals herself his voice of tender blame,
That he is hushed, content for very shame.
Pours back his own sad music on his heart;
So steals herself his voice of tender blame,
That he is hushed, content for very shame.
Nov. 12. 1847.