SELECT POETRY.
THE WEDDING RING.
I climbed the hill, and looked around: The prospect stretched out wide — ■ Green vales, rich woods, and shining sea, Beauty on every side. So fair, so far, so boundless all, My spirit was oppressed; My glance roamed round, now here, now there, And knew not where to rest. Then from my finger, half in play, My wedding ring I drew, And through that golden circle small Looked out upon the view. I saw a wreath of cottage-smoke, A church spire rising by, A river wind through quiet woods — Above, a reach of sky. This little picture I had made Both cheered and calmed my soul: True, I saw less, but what I saw Was dearer than the whole. More vivid lights, more solemn shades, Such limits seemed to bring; — May my portion of the world be still Framed by my wedding ring! —Macmillan's Magazine.
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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume III, Issue 38, 15 February 1868, Page 3
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149SELECT POETRY. THE WEDDING RING. Nelson Evening Mail, Volume III, Issue 38, 15 February 1868, Page 3
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