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ON THE DEATHOF A BELOVED HEART-BROKEN FRIEND, DEDICATED TO HER SORROWING RELATIVES.
I saw her when in youthful pride,
He led her forth a blushing bride;
And leaning fondly on his arm,
She little dream'd of future harm.
He led her forth a blushing bride;
And leaning fondly on his arm,
She little dream'd of future harm.
For, sway'd by love's supreme command,
She gave him both her heart and hand:
Oh! had he kept his plighted vow,
She had not been as she is now.
She gave him both her heart and hand:
Oh! had he kept his plighted vow,
She had not been as she is now.
Oh fatal day! most surely then,
She thought he was the best of men;
She thought he was the best of men;
