The Shamrock or, Hibernian Cresses. A Collection of Poems, Songs, Epigrams, &c. Latin as well as English, The Original Production of Ireland. To which are subjoined thoughts on the prevailing system of school education, respecting young ladies as well as gentlemen: with practical proposals for a reformation [by Samuel Whyte] |
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SONNET. To Miss PLUMMER.
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SONNET. To Miss PLUMMER.
Plummer, whose growing Beauties every Hour,
Transcend the Promise of thy earlier Days,
Mark, with attentive Eye, yon opening Flower,
Nor slight the simple Lesson it conveys:
Bright to the Sun it spreads its vivid Hues,
And wide around its living Fragrance throws:
Scarce thy own Lips a sweeter Breath effuse,
Scarce thy own Cheek with purer Crimson glows.
Transcend the Promise of thy earlier Days,
Mark, with attentive Eye, yon opening Flower,
Nor slight the simple Lesson it conveys:
Bright to the Sun it spreads its vivid Hues,
And wide around its living Fragrance throws:
Scarce thy own Lips a sweeter Breath effuse,
Scarce thy own Cheek with purer Crimson glows.
Anon, sad Emblem! mark this Child of May,
The rude East nips it; or the Worms devour;
Borne by the Blast, or scatter'd by the Shower,
Its Odours languish, and its Tints decay:
Hence learn, dear Maid! that Beauty's but a Flower;
The gay, brief Triumph of the passing Hour.
The rude East nips it; or the Worms devour;
Borne by the Blast, or scatter'd by the Shower,
Its Odours languish, and its Tints decay:
Hence learn, dear Maid! that Beauty's but a Flower;
The gay, brief Triumph of the passing Hour.
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