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A Maiden.
A MAIDEN .
BY SAVARICUS . The virgin bloom upon her cheek , Was lovely to behold ;
Her voice was soft , her manners meek , And these of sweetness told . Her life was good , for she was kind , And gave unto the poor ;
Her gentleness so cheered the mind , It made her welcome sure . Though young , beloved by all around , And to her purpose true ;
Where sickness raged there she was found , And soothing comforts too . Her angel smile lit up the room , Like sunlight on the main ; Inspiring hope dispelled the gloom , And eased the suff'rer ' s pain .
Her presence , like unclouded day , That bids us breathe and live , O'er every heart held joyful sway , And did real pleasure give .
All this the maiden scarcely knew , Unconscious was her pride ; Her lofty instinct , good and true , Had truth alone for guide .
With stately steps she passed along , On deeds of mercy bent ; Her heart was brave , her will was strong ,. On charity intent .
Her basket filled with dainty flowers , " So beautiful and bright , " Was meant to cheer the lonely hours , And make some sorrows light .
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
A Maiden.
A MAIDEN .
BY SAVARICUS . The virgin bloom upon her cheek , Was lovely to behold ;
Her voice was soft , her manners meek , And these of sweetness told . Her life was good , for she was kind , And gave unto the poor ;
Her gentleness so cheered the mind , It made her welcome sure . Though young , beloved by all around , And to her purpose true ;
Where sickness raged there she was found , And soothing comforts too . Her angel smile lit up the room , Like sunlight on the main ; Inspiring hope dispelled the gloom , And eased the suff'rer ' s pain .
Her presence , like unclouded day , That bids us breathe and live , O'er every heart held joyful sway , And did real pleasure give .
All this the maiden scarcely knew , Unconscious was her pride ; Her lofty instinct , good and true , Had truth alone for guide .
With stately steps she passed along , On deeds of mercy bent ; Her heart was brave , her will was strong ,. On charity intent .
Her basket filled with dainty flowers , " So beautiful and bright , " Was meant to cheer the lonely hours , And make some sorrows light .