Markedday! on which the earliest dawn of speechGlimmered, in trial of thy father's name!Albeit the sound imperfect, yet the aimThrilled chords within me, deeper than the reachOf music! Happy hearted, I did claimThe title which those silver tones assigned;And in me leaped my spirit, as when firstThe father's strange and wondering feeling came!While this dear thought woke up within my mind,Which careful memory in her folds has nursed:'If thus to earthly parent's heart so dearHis child's first accents, though imperfect all—Dear, too, toFather-God, when faint doth fallHis new-born's half-formed "Abba" on his ear!'
Markedday! on which the earliest dawn of speechGlimmered, in trial of thy father's name!Albeit the sound imperfect, yet the aimThrilled chords within me, deeper than the reachOf music! Happy hearted, I did claimThe title which those silver tones assigned;And in me leaped my spirit, as when firstThe father's strange and wondering feeling came!While this dear thought woke up within my mind,Which careful memory in her folds has nursed:'If thus to earthly parent's heart so dearHis child's first accents, though imperfect all—Dear, too, toFather-God, when faint doth fallHis new-born's half-formed "Abba" on his ear!'
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