WRITTEN IN AN ALBUM.
I wish I could just now command
The services of some benignant fairy,
Or if she'd lend to me her magic wand,
How happy I would make thee, dearest Mary!
But as I know that cannot be the case,
Accept my kindest wishes in the place.
The services of some benignant fairy,
Or if she'd lend to me her magic wand,
How happy I would make thee, dearest Mary!
But as I know that cannot be the case,
Accept my kindest wishes in the place.
I wish thee, Mary, years of health,
And all thy young and ardent heart would treasure
Of joy, and love, and happiness, and wealth,
And every sweet and dear domestic pleasure.
In this brief life may these to thee be given,
And afterwards the endless joys of heaven.
And all thy young and ardent heart would treasure
Of joy, and love, and happiness, and wealth,
And every sweet and dear domestic pleasure.
In this brief life may these to thee be given,
And afterwards the endless joys of heaven.