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[Poems by Osgood in] The poetry of flowers and Flowers of Poetry

Osgood, Frances Sargent Locke (1811-1850)

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To Beauty, Friendship, and Love

ASYLUM—PROTECTION.

BEAUTY COMBINED WITH PIETY.

BEAUTY EVER NEW.

COME DOWN TO ME.

Your amiability, and the excellence of your character, have compelled me to declare my love.

DECLARATION OF LOVE.

DECEITFUL CHARMS.

ENTERTAINMENT—FEASTING.

FLATTERY.

FLATTERY'S SMILE.

Forget me not, for, alas! we may never meet again.

HAVE I CAUGHT YOU AT LAST?

HEARTLESS BEAUTY.

HOW CAME YOU HERE?

I DIE IF NEGLECTED.

In preference, I attach myself to you, but shall die if neglected.

I WILL ENLIGHTEN YOU.

I TRUST IN THEE.

I WILL NOT TROUBLE YOU.

I WILL THINK OF IT.

Be not impatient, I will think of it.

JUSTICE SHALL BE DONE YOU.

Love is the poetry of life.

LOVE IN A SNOW-WREATH.

MELANCHOLY SPIRIT.

I send you a message of love on the wings of hope

Your modesty and innocence secure you the preference.

PEERLESS AND PROUD.

RESOLVE THE RIDDLE.

You have the power to restore me to happiness.

SOUL OF MY SOUL.

SLEEP OF THE HEART.

My heart would be at ease, if my solitude were blest with your society.

THE HEART THAT KNOWS NOT LOVE.

WILL YOU PLEDGE ME?

WIN ME AND WEAR ME.

YOUR BLUSH HAS WON ME.

YOUR IMAGE IS ENGRAVEN ON MY HEART.

YOUR QUALITIES SURPASS YOUR CHARMS.

YOUR FROWN I DEFY.

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FLATTERY.

VENUS'S LOOKING-GLASS.

Beautiful? yes! Those deep-blue eyes
On heaven have gazed, till they caught its dyes;
Thou hast been seeking the rose, to sip
Its dewy bloom for thy balmy lip;
Thou hast been out in the radiant air,
Wooing the sun with thy wavy hair;

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For a rich gleam breaks through its braids of brown,
Like a smile from Day's bright Eye sent down;
Beautiful? yes! but the rose will fade;
The smile grow dim which the bright eyes wear;
The gloss will vanish from curl and braid,
And the sunbeam die in the drooping hair!
Turn from the mirror! and strive to win
Treasures of loveliness still to last;
Gather earth's glory and bloom within!
They will be thine when youth is past.