| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900. |
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| 1299. Cloistered |
| | | By Alice Brown |
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| SEAL thou the window! Yea, shut out the light | |
| And bar my door to all the airs of spring. | |
| Yet in my cell, concealed from curious sight, | |
| Here will I sit and sing. | |
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| Deaf, blind, and wilt Thou have me dumb, also, | 5 |
| Telling in silence these sad beads of days? | |
| So let it be: though no sweet numbers flow, | |
| My breath shall be Thy praise. | |
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| Yea, though Thou slay the life wherein men see | |
| The upward-mounting flame, the failing spark, | 10 |
| My heart of love, that heart Thou gavest me, | |
| Shall beat on in the dark. | |
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