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SONNET I.

[My pleasant Home! where erst when sad and faint]

My pleasant Home! where erst when sad and faint
I sought maternal friendship's sheltering arms,
My pleasant Home! where is the rev'renc'd Saint
Whose presence gave thee thy peculiar charms?
Ah me! when slow th' accustom'd doors unfold,
No more her looks affectionate and mild
Beam on my burthen'd heart! O, still and cold
The cherish'd spot where Welcome sat and smil'd!
My spirit pines not nursing fancied ill;
'Tis not the fev'rish and romantic tie
Which now I weep dissever'd; not a form
That woke brief passion's desultory thrill:
I mourn the Cherisher of Infancy!
The dear Protectress from life's morning storm!