To Miss Sellon

This sonnet exists, in Wordsworth’s handwriting; but it is doubtful whether it was written by him, or not. Possibly Mr. Quillinan wrote it. The place, and the date of composition--given in MS.--are, “Ambleside, 22nd February, 1849.” Miss Sellon was a relation of the late Count Cavour.--ED.

The vestal priestess of a sisterhood who knows No self, and whom the selfish scorn-- She seeks a wilderness of weed and thorn, And, undiverted from the blessed mood By keen reproach or blind ingratitude, A wreath she twines of blossoms lowly born-- An amaranthine crown of flowers forlorn-- And hangs her garland on the Holy Rood. Sister of Mercy, bravely hast thou won From men who winnow charity from Faith The Pharasaic sneer that treats as dross The works by faith ordained. Pursue thy path, Till, at the last, thou hear the voice--“Well done, Thou good and faithful servant of the Cross.”