પૃષ્ઠ:Saraswati Chandra Part 4.pdf/૧૪

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“Mother Sage of Self-dominion,
Them thy steps, I Melancholy.
The strongest plume in wisdom's pinion
Is the memory of past folly.


Mute the skylark and forlorn
While she moults the firstling plumes,
What had skimm'd the tender corn
n the bean field's odorous blooms,


Soon with renovated wing
Shall she dare a loftier flight,
Upward to the daystar spring.
And embathe in heavenly light.
COLERIDGE.