92 AFTER CONFIRMATION. The sweet, the solemn hour is past! And ever may the lesson last, Then taught by hallowed rites to me. O may it be like living seed Deep-rooted in a mellow field; Which, fast as time its growth shall speed, The grave and death divide us not, My heart from thee shall ne'er be riven. And all above is bright and clear. And marks of love, admiring, view. In pastures green, forever blest. Thou orb of love! upon me rise! Ah, fleeting moments-misspent hours- Which worse than lost we must record, To this, but now, the seal was set; What I, to-day, have sworn to thee. |