Calmness

O haste to shed the sovereign balm—

 My shattered nerves new string:

And for my guest serenely calm,

 The nymph Indifference bring.
       Frances McCartney Fulke-Greville—Prayer for Indifference.	  1

How calm, how beautiful comes on The stilly hour, when storms are gone! When warring winds have died away, And clouds, beneath the glancing ray, Melt off, and leave the land and sea Sleeping in bright tranquillity!

       Moore—Lalla Rookh. Fire Worshippers. St. 62.	  2

’Tis Noon;—a calm, unbroken sleep Is on the blue waves of the deep; A soft haze, like a fairy dream, Is floating over wood and stream; And many a broad magnolia flower, Within its shadowy woodland bower, Is gleaming like a lovely star.

       Geo. D. Prentice—To an Absent Wife. St. 2.	  3

The noonday quiet holds the hill.

       Tennyson—Œnone. L. 2.	  4

Pure was the temperate Air, an even Calm Perpetual reign’d, save what the Zephyrs bland Breath’d o’er the blue expanse.

       Thomson—Seasons. Spring. L. 323.