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And heard the voice of love;
And soothed the listening dove;
Our mutual bond of faith and truth
No time shall disengage,
And constancy sincere,
Shall 'ne'er be felt by me,
Or kites are bovering near,
And press thy wedded side, Resolved an union formed for life
Death never shall divide,
But oh! if fickle and unchaste,
(Forgive a transient thought) Thou could become unkind at last, And scorn thy present lọt.
Or kites with cruel beak;
Soft as the passing wind,
A lesson for mankind;
A Raven, while with glossy breast
Enjoyed at ease the genial day;
M O R A L.
'Tis Providence alone secureş
Fate steals along with silent tread,
The lapse of time and rivers is the same,
TH3 POET's new-YBAR'S GIFT.
ADDRESSED TO A YOUNG LADY.
Sweet stream, that winds thro' yonder glade,
her destined course;
THE POET'S NEW-YEAR'S GIFT.
MRS. (NOW LADY) THROCKMORTON..
MARIA! I have every good
For thee wished many a time;
But neyer yet in rhime.