Sonnet. By The Countess of Blessington. 1906.

For Sale is a Full Page removed from "The Throne, September 15th, 1906," showing the Following "Sonnet." By the Countess of Blessington." Written in 1838.

At midnight's solemn hour, when, hushed in sleep,
They who have laboured, or have sorrowed, lie,
Learning from slumber how 'tis sweet to die,
  I love my vigils of the heart to keep;
  For then fond memory doth enroll her page,
Which in the garish, noisy day was seated,
  Then comes Reflection with her whispers sage,
And precepts of mild wisdom are revealed,
  Sweet voices-silent now on earth-once more
Bless my charmed ear; sweet smiles around me play,
  Tho' they who wore them, long have sought that shore
Where i shall meet them-(hasten, blessed day!)
  To tell how dull was life where they were not,
  And that they never-never was forgot!

Condition is Very Good.