Sonnet XLI

I thank all who have loved me in their hearts,

With thanks and love from mine. Deep thanks to all

Who paused a little near the prison-wall

To hear my music in its louder parts

Ere they went onward, each one to the marts

Or temples occupation, beyond call.

But thou, who, in my voices sink and fall

When the sob took it, thy divinest Arts

Own instrument didst drop down at thy foot

To hearken what I said between my tears, . . .

Instruct me how to thank thee ! Oh, to shoot

My souls full meaning into future years,

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