Madmoments: or First Verseattempts By a Bornnatural. Addressed to the Lightheaded of Society at Large, by Henry Ellison |
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THE WIFE.
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The Lovesmile's on thy Lip, my dear,And in thy darkblue Eye,
Yet dimming not, a soft, bright Tear,
Is melting dewily.
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Art thou the same, unaltered now,As on the Bridalday,
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Thou trod'st the Altarway?
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Has Time who changes all Things round,Wrought not some Change in thee,
Have Marriagevows been but a Sound,
And Hope, a Mockery?
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Thou art the same, my Heart doth say,What tho' brief Flowers die,
Life's Fruit matures 'neath true Love's Ray,
And ripens for the Sky.
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Thou sworëst, with an Altaroath,To love and honor me,
And in thy Life thou hast done both
In Truth and Honesty.
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As Graftboughs, on a nobler Stock,Do lose Illqualities,
So from thy Heart mine also took
High Capabilities.
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In loving thee, I loved the TruthAnd Virtue clothed to Sight,
And loving thus, Man feels his Worth
Increase, 'tis Love's Birthright!
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Thy Brow is still as fair to me,As in thy Maydayprime,
Truelove has never Eyes to see
The Changes wrought by Time.
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Thou art Reality to Hope,The Wakingday to Youth's wild Dreams,
And Fancy, in his Rainbowscope,
Grasped scarcely more than Fact now seems!
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More! no, not half so much as oneBeat of thy human Breast,
This gives the Dream a Charm unkno wn,
Itself Worth all the Rest!
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Our Hearts have learnt to beat as one,And when thou think'st on me,
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Of what I think of thee,
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And as we near our Journeysend,We 'll fling all Fears away,
Death shall light Hymen's Torch, and lend
It Strength to burn for aye!
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