Jane Caroline Reed Copy Book: Kathrina by Josiah Gilbert Holland

Jane Caroline Reed

Kathrina-Complaint

Yet within my inmost spirit I can hear an undertone,
That by law of prime relation hold these voices as its own, --

The full tonic whose harmonic grandeurs rise through 

    Nature's words. 

From the ocean's thunderous rolling to the trolling of the birds.

Spirit, O my spirit! Is it thou art out of tune?

Art thou clinging to December while the earth is in 

    its June?

Hast thou dropped they part in nature? Hast thou

    touched another key?

Art thou angry that the anthem will not, cannot,

    wait for thee?

Spirit thou art left alone - alone on waters wild;

For God is gone, and Love is dead, + Nature spurns

    her child.

Thou art drifting in a deluge, waves below + clouds

    above,

And with weary wings come back to thee, thy raven + thy dove.

Oct 15, 1887                                            Dr. Holland