- Singing, she wrought, and her merry glee
- The mock-bird echoed from his tree.
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- But, when she glanced to the far-off town,
- White from its hill-slope looking down,
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- The sweet song died, and a vague unrest
- And a nameless longing filled her breast--
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- A wish, that she hardly dared to own,
- For something better than she had known.
The most powerful word in the last quote is possible the most powerful word in the whole poem: own. It's one thing to make a wish; it's quite another to "own" a wish. It's a much stronger form of attachment. It reveals how much she would like her life to change, a life she's been dissatisfied with. That dissatisfaction is shown in this line: "For something better than she had known."
Wanting more than one has is a common human condition, one that Whittier reveals in an uncommon way.
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