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Oh! often, my Isabel, think of thy Helen,
And the hours of past pleasure in fancy review;
Her thoughts upon thee, love, will often be dwelling,
But now she must sigh out a long long adieu.
And the hours of past pleasure in fancy review;
Her thoughts upon thee, love, will often be dwelling,
But now she must sigh out a long long adieu.
TO MY SECOND CHILD,ON THE ANNIVERSARY OF HER BIRTH, FEB. 15TH, 1828.
On my dear Thirza's natal day,
"Sweets to the sweet" I fain would say;
And hop'd a garland fair to twine,
To deck my little Valentine.
"Sweets to the sweet" I fain would say;
And hop'd a garland fair to twine,
To deck my little Valentine.
And early flowers I thought to bring,
Meet offering to my queen of spring;
Meet offering to my queen of spring;
