a h haynes bell
to stella ii

O be thou 'ware, since thus on thee I look,

Thou lead me not in any wise astray.

Seek thou Heaven's grace; and, lady, see thou brook

No sin upon thy soul by night or day.

I toil on after; up the shining way

I would ascend; be thou my spirit's guide.

There is no joy like theirs who thus a**ay,

Nor shall be crown that brighter shines beside.

I charge thee, then, by all of good and fair,

That thou pursue unmoved thy upward road--

To fairer scenes, to realms of purer air,

To nobler heights, to heaven, and to God.

I follow on, now near, and now afar;