Poems by the late Hon. William R. Spencer A New Edition with Corrections and Additions; To Which is Prefixed A Biographical Memoir by the Editor |
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WRITTEN IN A GARDEN. |
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WRITTEN IN A GARDEN.
Yon lonely Rose that climbs the eaves,
How bright its dew-dropp'd tint appears!
As if Aurora on its leaves
Had left her blushes with her tears.—
How bright its dew-dropp'd tint appears!
As if Aurora on its leaves
Had left her blushes with her tears.—
And see two drooping willows nigh,
What heat their sickly foliage blanches!
As if some lover's burning sigh
Where all the gale that fann'd their branches.
What heat their sickly foliage blanches!
As if some lover's burning sigh
Where all the gale that fann'd their branches.
Ah! wish ye not, pale plants of woe,
Yon Rose's blooming state your own?
Methinks I hear them murmur, “No,
Yon Rose is blooming, but alone!
Yon Rose's blooming state your own?
Methinks I hear them murmur, “No,
Yon Rose is blooming, but alone!
“Knowst thou two hearts by love subdu'd,
Ask them which fate they covet—whether
Health, joy, and life, in solitude?
Or sickness, grief, and death, together?”
Ask them which fate they covet—whether
Health, joy, and life, in solitude?
Or sickness, grief, and death, together?”
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