TOMY BELOVED MOTHER,ON HER BIRTH-DAY, JUNE 15, 1808.
The rosy blush of blooming mom
Illumes the jasmine's fragrant bow'r,
Its brilliant lints the grove adorn,
And deck each dew-bespangled flow'r.
Illumes the jasmine's fragrant bow'r,
Its brilliant lints the grove adorn,
And deck each dew-bespangled flow'r.
June's balmy fragrance scents the gale,
The meads m rich luxuriance shine;
The wild-rose gleams, in beauty pale,
And woodbines 'mid the hedge-rows twine.
The meads m rich luxuriance shine;
The wild-rose gleams, in beauty pale,
And woodbines 'mid the hedge-rows twine.
The linnet, from yon hawthorn shade,
Pours his mild notes so gay and light;
And, springing from the bending blade,
The sky-lark sings at dizzy height.
Pours his mild notes so gay and light;
And, springing from the bending blade,
The sky-lark sings at dizzy height.
