DOMESTIC PEACE

by: Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834)

ELL me, on what holy ground

May Domestic Peace be found--

Halcyon Daughter of the skies!

Far on fearful wings she flies,

From the pomp of sceptered State,

From the Rebel's noisy hate,

In a cottaged vale She dwells

Listening to the Sabbath bells!

Still around her steps are seen

Spotless Honour's meeker mien,

Love, the sire of pleasing fears,

Sorrow smiling through her tears,

And conscious of the past employ

Memory, bosom-spring of joy.

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