Classic Poem

Prayer, prayer for him! when the young dawn arose
With its gray banner, or red day declined,
Up went his name, for ever blent with those
Most close and strong around her soul entwined,
Husband and child; and, as the time drew near
To fold him to her heart with filial tear,
For her first home her warm affections pined.
That time—it came not! for a viewless hand
Was stretch'd to bar her foot from her green childhood's land.