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Sixty-Five Sonnets

With Prefatory Remarks on the Accordance of the Sonnet with the Powers of the English Language: Also, A Few Miscellaneous Poems [by Thomas Doubleday]

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Emma, to tempt thee forth this festal day
The fields and skies have put themselves in trim;
Full music stirs the woods, while swallows skim,
Mixing, like dancers, in their gliding play.
I bring a wreath, twined when the early ray
First peep'd abroad and made the stars look dim,
When dew fill'd every flower-cup to the brim,
And birds, just roused, prepared the revelling lay.
Come, deck thy brow;—delay no more;—ne'er beam'd
Such general smiles to chide thy doubting stay:
Thou mak'st me sigh those times are vanish'd quite,
When, in the flower-crown'd troop that welcom'd May,
To mingle was a sacred duty deem'd,
And love's endearment a religious rite.