Sweet Peace! ah, lead me from the thorny dale, <br />Where desolate my wand'ring steps have fled; <br />Far from the sunny paths which others tread, <br />While youth enlivens, and while joys prevail. <br />Then I no more shall vanished hopes bewail, <br />No more the fruitless tear shall love to shed, <br />When pensive eve her cherish'd gloom has spread, <br />And day's bright tints, like my short pleasures, fail! <br />Yet lead me not where blooms the glowing rose, <br />But lead me where the cypress branches wave; <br />Thou hast a shelt'ring cell for cureless woes, <br />A home of refuge, where no tempests rave; <br />There would my weary heart in youth repose, <br />Beneath the turf that shrouds an early grave.<br /><br />Helen Maria Williams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-to-peace-of-mind/
