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SONNET.
TO
AUGUSTA M—.
It was a beautiful and balmy day,
When I was privileg'd with Thee to roam
The maze of fairy-land which guards thy home,
Nor will its memory lightly pass away.
A sonnet's narrow bounds can ill portray,
Nor could a fashionably printed tome
Of slender size, how lovelily heaven's dome,
Earth's softest charms, shone forth in sweet display!
O! many an object which then met my view,
Memory has since by her delightful thrall,
In brighter tints than its then lovely hue
Of sabbath sunshine, failed not to recal;
And with them, evermore, are present too
Thou, and thy happy boy, my guides through all!
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