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TO THE SAME, On receiving from her A FEW FLOWERS OUT OF A BOUQUET, FROM MELCHBOURNE, 1807 ——
Hail! sweet Louisa! o'er these votive flow'rs
Friendship and Fancy weave the joyful song,
Wing with fresh rose-leaves all the train of hours,
That in the distant ether float along!

Like those fair flowrets given by thy hand,
Like thy own beauty, blooming and serene,
The vision of thy future life is plann'd,
And forms a clear, a bright, and varied scene!