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TO THE

YOUNGEST DAUGHTER

OF

LADY

AH! why with tell-tale tongue reveal *

What most her blushes would conceal?

Why lift that modest veil to trace

The seraph-sweetness of her face?

Some fairer, better sport prefer;

And feel for us, if not for her.

For this presumption, soon or late,

Know, thine shall be a kindred fate.

* Alluding to some verses which she had written on an elder sister.

Another shall in vengeance rise

Sing Harriet's cheeks, and Harriet's eyes;

And, echoing back her wood-notes wild,

-Trace all the mother in the child!

A CHARACTER.

As thro' the hedge-row shade the violet steals,

And the sweet air its modest leaf reveals;

Her softer charms, but by their influence known,

Surprise all hearts, and mould them to her own.

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A bee-hive's hum shall sooth my ear;

A willowy brook, that turns a mill,

With many a fall shall linger near.

The swallow, oft, beneath my thatch,

Shall twitter from her clay-built nest;

Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch,

And share my meal, a welcome guest.

Around my ivied porch shall spring

Each fragrant flower that drinks the dew;

And Lucy, at her wheel, shall sing,

In russet gown and apron blue.

The village-church, among the trees,

Where first our marriage-vows were giv'n,

With merry peals shall swell the breeze,

And point with taper spire to heav'n.

CAPTIVITY.

CAG'd in old woods, whose reverend echoes wake

When the hern screams along the distant lake,

Her little heart oft flutters to be free,

Oft sighs to turn the unrelenting key.

In vain! the nurse that rusted relic wears,

Nor moy'd by gold—nor to be mov'd by tears;

And terrac'd walls their black reflection throw

On the green-mantled moat that sleeps below.

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