Poems by the Late Reverend Dr. Thomas Blacklock Together with an Essay on the Education of the Blind. To Which is Prefixed A New Account of the Life and Writings of the Author |
On MARRIAGE:
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Poems by the Late Reverend Dr. Thomas Blacklock | ||
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On MARRIAGE:
An EPIGRAM.
Young Celia, now a blooming bride,
Sat from her friends apart, and cry'd;
Her faithful Chloe view'd her care,
And thus consol'd the weeping fair:
Sat from her friends apart, and cry'd;
Her faithful Chloe view'd her care,
And thus consol'd the weeping fair:
Good heav'n! in tears! for shame! look gay;
Nor cloud with grief your nuptial day.
If brides in tears receive their spouses,
What must the hapless wretch who loses?
Besides, my dear, you know 'tis reason,
That all things have a proper season:
Now, 'tis in marriage a plain case,
That crying holds the second place.
Let vulgar souls in sorrow sink,
Who always act, and never think:
But, to reflecting minds like you,
Marriage can sure have nothing new.
Nor cloud with grief your nuptial day.
If brides in tears receive their spouses,
What must the hapless wretch who loses?
Besides, my dear, you know 'tis reason,
That all things have a proper season:
Now, 'tis in marriage a plain case,
That crying holds the second place.
Let vulgar souls in sorrow sink,
Who always act, and never think:
But, to reflecting minds like you,
Marriage can sure have nothing new.
Poems by the Late Reverend Dr. Thomas Blacklock | ||