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PART VI.

1.

November days are dusk and dull,
And yet they teach the heart to ponder;
Of sober depth the skies are full,
While fades from earth its garb of
wonder.

2.
We breathe at whiles so charmed an
air,

By sound each leaf's light fall we learn ;
No breeze disturbs the spider's snare
That hangs with dew the stately fern.

3.

Soon heaves within the boundless frame
A strong and sullen gust of life,
And rolling waves and woods proclaim
The darkened world's increasing strife.

4.

'Mid boom, and clang, and stormy swell,

And shadows dashed by blast and rain, Leaves heaped, whirled, routed, sweep the dell,

And glimpses course the leaden main.

5.

And yet, though inward drawn and still,
There beats a hidden heart of joy;
Beneath the old year's mantle chill
Sleeps, mute and numb, the unconscious
boy.

6.

And they who muse and hope may
guess

With faith assured the future spring;
But him who loves all hours will bless,
All months to him of May-time sing.
7.
"At least I've known," young Henry
said,

"How dark soe'er new days may prove,
Love's inspiration shared and fed
By her I love."

8.
With lifted brow, and buoyant heart,
He now fulfilled his daily toil,
And e'en 'mid weary tasks would start
Bright springs from desert soil.

9.

10.

He strove that clear they might discern
What aims to man true value give,
And said "You do not livé to learn,
But learn that you may better live."

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To its fixed law was reconciled,
And owned the strengthening yoke.

19.

So still the God revealed below

He stood with zeal the untaught to As one great Will of Good to all,

teach,

He taught for Sire and Judge to know,
On whom for aid all needs may call.
20.

'Mid fifty faces young and rude,
And turned a cheerful front to each,
That brightened them and yet sub-
dued.

Amid his poor, unknowing throng
Of little learners pleased he stood;
To him their murmur hummed a song,
And every face had germs of good.

21.

And when the exhausted aching frame
Would fain have sunk away to rest,

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The lonely student oft would shrink, And startling, clasp his painful breast, With long-drawn sigh of Jane would think,

And seek at last reluctant rest.
29.

Yet once again did Jane and he
By Simon's hearth at evening meet,
And once beneath his bare ash-tree
They filled at dawn their grassy seat.

30. 'Twas then a cold and misty morn, The churchyard seemed a cave of death;

They saw the Yew, by cold unshorn, Stand hearse-like black in winter's breath.

31. And e'en while now the lovers spoke They felt the fog between them rise; Round each it spread a dull gray cloak, And masked them each in vague disguise.

32.

At parting Henry said " Farewell; On Sunday morn we meet again; When first rings out the old church bell,

With merry chant, expect me then." 33.

At last, though slow, that Sunday

came,

And Jane put on her best array,
And still her colour fled and came
As if it were her wedding-day.
34.

Her father went to ring the bell,
And she to watch the doorway sprang,
And on the latch her finger fell,
And paused, and paused-the church-
bell rang.

35.

No step was there: it seemed a knell Whose notes her father's hand was ringing;

She oped the door for breath, the bell So heavily went swinging.

36.

She knew that Henry was not there, And yet she looked below the tree; There stood nor shape of misty air, Nor sunbright face in sunshine free. 37.

She looked the winding road along,
Now hid no more with leafy green,
But 'mid its loitering speckled throng
For her no living shape was seen.
38.

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43.

His mid-day meal she must prepare
Before the second service-bell;
And she must sit beside him there,
And by constraint be well.

44.

Once more they reached their home again;

The winter day had changed to night;

1.

Upon the maiden's weary soul
The silent darkness dawned like day,
While free amid the boundless Whole,
Alone with God, she took her way.

2.

And yet a thrill of shame and fear
In her with love and anguish met;
She longed that earth would cease to
hear,

And heaven one hour its gaze forget.

3.

But Henry more than all was dear;
On her he seemed to call for aid,
And she through wave and gale would
steer,

To track the wandering mourning shade.

4.

Along the churchyard path she went, And saw above the Yew

The low discoloured firmament,
While cold winds round her blew.
5.

But swift along the road she sped
With still increasing pace,
And walked where blackest darkness

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led,

The more to hide her face.

6.

And now to Henry's home she came, Where never she had been before; She could not now remember shame, But knocked upon the door.

7.

An aged woman, dull and slow,
Came creeping at the sound,
Nor asked the comer's name to know,
But straight the key turned round.

8. Jane hurried in, and at the first, These words unpausing said"O! tell me, tell me all the worst! Tell me, is Henry dead?"

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He dozed beside the fire, and Jane At last was free from busy light.

45.

She left his frugal supper laid,

She heard him breathe with slumberous tone;

And then, released, the trembling maid Dared slip away alone.

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He strove to smile with happier eyes, But could not long the toil sustain ; From his deep glance the meaning flies,

The lids drop down-he longs in vain. 18.

On her young heart his withered hand She laid, and pressed it strongly there, As if her life she could command, And bid it pass to him from her.

19.

He slept. The maiden whispered low,
"I pray you try to find me, dame,
A friend who to the church would go,
And say why here to-night I came.'

20. The woman went, and Jane remained With all she e'er had loved the best, His hand upon her bosom strained, Her face by his, but not in rest. 21.

In her large eyes the unthought-of tears
Gathered fully, gathered slowly,
And o'erflowed their azure spheres,
Drops of pain, but pure and holy.

22.

The lingering minutes, measured out
By that sad rain, drew on and on,
Till Henry feebly turned about,
And raised his eyes, and heaved a

groan.

25.

"For here upon my bed of death
Is with me all that earth can give ;
Thus God supports the fearless faith
Which cannot cease to live.

26. "My mother, and that humble friend, The boys that were my flock, and thou, To none beside my thoughts extend, Save Him whose heaven is near me

now.

27. "My boys again I fain would see, And speak once more my frequent tale, That only Reason makes men free, That Right and Truth can never fail. 28. "That Reverence is the bond for

man

With all of highest men may know; That Love must work by Wisdom's plan,

Or be a false and boastful show: 29.

"That Conscience holds supernal
power

To rend or heal the human breast;
And that in guilt's most dismal hour
God still may turn its war to rest.

30.

"To them, to thee, my sinking voice,
Beloved! would fain once more pro-
claim,

In Christ alone may those rejoice
Deceived by every other name.

33. "Through chill and fire, and smoke and pain,

23.

It calmly shines with widening orb, "Dear Jane," he said, "my only And while to those great beams I love!

strain,

I feel I have not long to stay;
'Tis good, almost my hopes above,
That you are not away.

24.

"'Tis not that I have much to tell Before my lips their breath resign; But, oh! 'tis peace, 'tis more than well, While thus my hand is clasped in thine.

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All dark, all brightness they absorb." 34.

His upward look drew light and peace
From some unclouded source above;
The tears of Jane had learnt to ceasc,
And she was hushed in fearless love.
35.

But, sighing slow, he turned from

heaven

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"Last night upon my bed I lay,
And prayed that I might sleep,
But still my wakeful thoughts would
stay,

And still I could not weep.

3.

"The moonshine filled my room with
light,

A stream of silver air,
And all the window-panes were bright,
And showed the stars so fair.

4.

spanned,

And darkened o'er my bed.

5.

"This hand of giant size, I say,
It beckoned me to rise,

I saw its shadow where I lay,
I felt it on my eyes.

43.

"Thou wilt have angels near above,
By whom invisible aid is given;
They journey still on tasks of love,
And never rest except in heaven.
44.

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6.
"I rose and went, I passed the
door,

And, father! I beheld,
Where stood the old Yew-tree be-
fore,

A form that heavenward swelled.

7.

"The God who gave in me a friend,
Is more than any friend to all;
Upon my grave before him bend,
And He will hear thy lonely call.

45.

Whose look my life-blood froze.

10.

"And when he fixed his gaze on me
I turned my eyes away,
And there before his foot could see
A grave that open lay.

11.

"I could not choose but enter there; "I lay and looked, when, le! a hand, And passing down the new-made A giant hand outspread; Methought the moonlit skies it

"It seemed a dark gigantic man,
Who sat upon a mound;
His face not well my eye could scan,
For darkness wrapped it round.

"One kiss, my Jane-I now must
rest."

His eyes grew faint, his eyelids closed,
And when her lips to his were pressed,
His lips in death reposed.

8.

"Oh! taller far than spire or trees,
That form above me bowed;
A mantle falling o'er his knees
Concealed him all in cloud.

9.

"I knew 'twas not an earthly thing
That there before me rose;
Some nameless ghost-land's ghostly
king,

cell,

I left the clear and moonlit air,
Where dark his shadow fell.

12.

"With easy slope the passage dived,
And on I travelled far and slow,
Till through the vault my steps ar-
rived
Where light from heaven appeared to
flow.

13.

"I saw a valley broad and green,
Where trees and rocks were scattered
round,

And hills of ancient wood were seen
Encircling all the quiet ground.
14.

"Old trees and vast, with caves of
shade,

Bright waters foaming down the

steep,

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