There is strength deep bedded in our hearts, of which we reck but little till the shafts of heaven have pierced its fragile dwelling. Must not earth be rent before her gems are found?
Felicia HemansWhat sought they thus afar? Bright jewels of the mine, The wealth of seas, the spoils of war? They sought a faith's pure shrine.
Felicia HemansIs it where the flow'r of the orange blows, And the fireflies dance thro' the myrtle boughs?
Felicia Hemans