The Empire Of Woman 3: The Sister
Wild
as
a
cold,
o'er
prairies
bounding
free,
The
wakened
spirit
of
the
Boy
doth
spring,
Spurning
the
rein
authority
would
fling,
And
striving
with
his
peers
for
mastery;
But
in
the
household
gathering
let
him
see
His
Sister's
winning
smile,
and
it
will
bring
A
change
o'er
all
his
nature;
patiently,
As
cagéd
bird,
that
never
used
its
wing,
He
turns
him
to
the
tasks
that
she
doth
share-
His
better
feelings
kindle
by
her
side-
Visions
of
angel
beauty
fill
the
air,-
And
she
may
summon
such
to
be
his
guide:-
Our
Saviour
listened
to
a
Sister's
prayer,
When,
"Lazarus,
from
the
tomb
come
forth!"
he
cried.
