James Wood, comp. Dictionary of Quotations. 1899. Mrs. Hemans
Gird your hearts with silent fortitude, / Suffering yet hoping all things. 1 Give me but / Something whereunto I may bind my heart; / Something to love, to rest upon, to clasp / Affection’s tendrils round. 2 Leaves have their time to fall, / And flowers to wither at the north wind’s breath, / And stars to set; but all, / Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O death! 3 Oh, call my brother back to me! / I cannot play alone; / The summer comes with flower and bee,— / Where is my brother gone? 4 They grew in beauty side by side, / They fill’d one home with glee; / Their graves are sever’d far and wide, / By mount, and stream, and sea. 5
