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Dinah Maria Mulock - My Christian Name
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MY Christian name, my Christian name, 
I never hear it now: 
None have the right to utter it, 
`T is lost, I scare know how. 
My worldly name the world speaks loud; 
Thank God for well-earned fame! 

But silence sits at my cold hearth,-- 
I have no household name. 

My Christian name, my Christian name, 
It has an uncouth sound; 
My mother chose it out of those 
In Bible pages found: 
Mother, whose accents made half sweet 
What else I held in shame, 
Dost thou remember up in heaven 
My poor lost Christian name? 

Brothers and sisters, mockers oft 
Of the quaint name I bore, 
Would I could leap back years, to hear 
Ye shout it out once more! 
One speaks it still, in written lines, 
The last fraternal claim: 
But the wide seas between us drown 
Its sound--my Christian name. 

I had a long dream once. Her voice 
Might breathe the homely word, 
And make it music--as love makes 
Any name, said or heard. 
O, dumb, dumb lips!--O, silent heart! 
Though it is no ones` blame: 
Now while I live I`ll never hear 
Her speak my Christian name. 

God send her bliss, and send me rest! 
If her white footsteps calm 
Should track my bleeding feet, God make 
To them each blood-drop balm! 
Peace--peace. O mother, put thou forth 
Thine elder, holier claim, 
And the first word I hear in heaven 
May be my Christian name.
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