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Lines Sent To A Brother On His Leaving England (vignette 17) Post by :MrFlint Category :Poems Author :Matilda Betham Date :August 2011 Read :2403

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Lines Sent To A Brother On His Leaving England (vignette 17)

May 2, 1816.

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FANCIFUL BOUQUET.

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_Hopes_ all glowing, _Wishes_ rare,
_Blessings_ mixed with many a _Prayer_,
Flowers as yet beyond compare,
Though flourishing in northern air.

_Farewells_ twined with tender _Fears_,
_Golden day-dreams_, gemm'd with tears,
_Affections_ nurtur'd many years,
Before this perfect bloom appears.

_Thoughts_ of fondness and of pride,
_Love-vanities_ we need not hide;
_Heart-blossoms_, in its crimson dyed,
For you, are here together tied.

And yet they all appear too poor,
Though goodness can ensure no more;
Though monarchs, whom the world adore,
Would purchase such with all their store.

And while this charmed gift we send,
We know where'er your footsteps bend,
The looks and tones that win the friend,
That kindness, nature, truth, attend,

Are yours, and must be with you still,
Angelic guards, go where they will,
To ward off much surrounding ill,
And happiest destinies fulfil.


(The end)
Matilda Betham's poem: Lines Sent To A Brother On His Leaving England - Vignette 17

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