[Written for the Sentinel]

The Responsive Heart

O Heart of mine, that I have deemed of yoreInconstant arbiter of flesh and bone,What dark deceit, what code of barbarous loreHave thus conspired to rob me of my own?'Tis thine, my heart, to trend in truthful toneHarmonious with the harmonies that guideThe stars of heaven across their crystal zone,The earth upon its orbit, and the prideOf ocean's ebb and flow, the rhythm of time and tide.

The throb of every heart, as of the ocean,In constant course God rules; and all is wellWithin His kingdom; earth's euphonious motion,As music of the heavenly spheres doth tellOf one sustaining Mind; the fall and swellOf every bosom, as a tidal river,Obey His will, so every blade and bellOf Him has life, as we have life forever:We look to Him for love, and none this love may sever.

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