Poems (Nealds)/Written to an amiable Quakeress, on her requesting me to write a few lines in her Album

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4628717Poems — Written to an amiable Quakeress, on her requesting me to write a few lines in her AlbumAdeline Martha Nealds

WRITTEN TO AN AMIABLE QUAKERESS ON HER REQUESTING ME TO WRITE A FEW LINES IN HER ALBUM.

Say, dost thou wish, my worthy Friend, I for thy book should write? If so, most willingly I'll send To thee my humble mite.

And if I could thy thoughts engage When I am far away,With pleasure I would fill a page Within thy Album gay.

But sickness and domestic care My mind now occupy,And scarce a moment can I spare For soothing poesy.

But soon the balmy breathing spring Will deck the hill and grove,And health and joy I trust will bring To the dear friends I love.

And when fair summer shall diffuse O'er all her gladd'ning spell,I'll seek again my wand'ring muse; Till then, good Friend—farewell.