THE SISTERS OF SCIO. BY MRS. HEMANS. As are our hearts, our way is one, And cannot be divided. Strong affection Contends with all things, and o'ercometh all things. 1. 66 Bear with me 'SISTER, Sweet sister! let me weep awhile! e-give the sudden passion way! Thoughts of our own lost home-our sunny isleCome, as the wind that o'er a reed hath sway; Till my heart dies with yearnings and sick fears ;Oh! could my life melt from me in these tears! II. "Our father's voice-our mother's gentle eye Our brother's bounding step-where are they, where? Desolate, desolate our chambers lie: How hast thou won thy spirit from despair? O'er mine, swift shadows, gusts of terror sweep; I sink away-bear with me-let me weep!" R III. "Yes, weep, my sister! weep, till from thy heart The weight flow forth in tears—yet sink thou not! I bind my sorrow to a lofty part, For thee, my gentle one! our orphan lot, To meet in quenchless trust :-my soul is strongThou, too, wilt rise in holy might, ere long. IV. "A breath of our free heavens and noble sires, A memory of our old victorious dead, These mantle me with power; and though their fires Yet shall they light us onward, side by side:- V. "Cheer, then, beloved! on whose meek brow is set |