Narrative poems on the Female Character in the various relations of life. By Mary Russell Mitford ... Vol. I |
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“Short is the tale of happiness!And happiness alone,
The self-blest heart, the power to bless,
The gentle Blanch has known.
Her sire was uncle to the King;
And, in calm peace and gay content,
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The heart's delicious spring!
The Princess was our Sovereign's heir,
And princely was her dower;
The nation lov'd the blooming pair,
‘Where could the King find one so fair
To share his love, his fame, his power?’
So spake the people and the states;
Not so the Monarch's breast;
The feather'd race chuse not their mates,
From birdlings of the parent nest.
Bred with the Princess like a brother,
He lov'd, he woo'd, he won another.
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