Page. City Lyrics.... 248 To the Lady in the Chemisette with Black Buttons.......... 250 The Lady in the White Dress whom I helped into the Om Poem delivered at Brown University, Sept. 6, 1831 259 SACRED POEMS. THE HEALING OF THE DAUGHTER OF JAIRUS. FRESHLY the cool breath of the coming eve She gently drew his hand upon her lips, Of the rich curtains buried up his face; In the dead, utter silence, that a breath Came through her nostrils and her temples gave He held the lightest curl that on her neck It was night And, softly, o'er the Sea of Galilee, Danced the breeze-ridden ripples to the shore, |