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TO Mr. and Mrs. MORREL, WITH FAIRINGS.
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TO Mr. and Mrs. MORREL, WITH FAIRINGS.

Accept the trifling gifts I bring—
—A fair itself's a trifling thing—
Yet smallest gifts, if kind and free,
No less than splendid presents, prove
Tokens of friendship and of love,
And gems of sweet SINCERITY!
Yet, could I choose what might express,
In mind, in manners, and in dress,
What we in life so seldom see,
From youth to age a pair like you;
Then, in my fairings should you view,
That gem of gems, SIMPLICITY!
My ribands should nor fly, nor fade,
But stand the sunshine and the shade,
Like leaves of some immortal tree;
Their colours too, a heavenly hue,
Should shine in Nature's lustre true,
To grace the gem, SINCERITY!
Yet not the Quaker's formal brown,
Nor coxcomb colour of the town,

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For these with you but ill agree;
Nor yet, affecting to be neat,
The studied, flaunting tints we meet,
Mocking the gem, SIMPLICITY!
O no! my Present should display
Something so just 'twixt grave and gay,
Yet good, that it should seem to be
A Present meet for such a pair,
And all who know you should declare,
'Twas the pure gem, SIMPLICITY!