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Lines Delivered After...a Play At A Young Ladies' Boarding School Post by :jbintcorp Category :Poems Author :Thomas Gent Date :September 2011 Read :3179

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Lines Delivered After...a Play At A Young Ladies' Boarding School

LINES DELIVERED AFTER THE REPRESENTATION OF
A PLAY AT A YOUNG LADIES' BOARDING SCHOOL.


When first the infant bird attempts to fly,
And cautious spreads its pinions to the sky,
Each happy breeze the timid trav'ller cheers,
Assists its efforts, and allays its fears;
Return'd--how pleas'd it views the shelt'ring nest
From which it rose, with doubt and fear oppress'd.

Like this, is ours; this night we ventur'd out
On juv'nile wing, appall'd by many a doubt,
Cheer'd by your sanction, every peril o'er,
With joy we hail this welcome, friendly shore:
Our little band, ambitious now to raise
A pleasing off'ring for your wreath of praise
On them bestow'd, depute me here to tell
The lively feelings that their bosoms swell;
For your indulgent and parental part,
They feel the triumph of a grateful heart:
That, each revolving year shall truly prove,
How much they honor, how sincere they love;
And for your fostering care will make return
By filial duty, and desire to learn.


(The end)
Thomas Gent's poem: Lines Delivered After The Representation Of A Play At A Young Ladies' Boarding School

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