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TO A HUSBAND,
Who presented, as a New-Year's Offering, a Heart and a Laurel
wreath, the leaves of which were not very abundant. |
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TO A HUSBAND,
Who presented, as a New-Year's Offering, a Heart and a Laurel
wreath, the leaves of which were not very abundant.
I care not for the wreath of laurel
It never soothed my brow—
Its scanty leaves convey a moral,
I've learned full well ere now.
And could fame's fairest amplest dower
Descend to one like me,
I'd not exchange a transient hour
Of sunny smiles from thee!
Then take the wreath—I love the heart—
For 'tis a type of thine—
From such a gift I cannot part,
While there is life in mine.
But keep the wreath—I prize it not,
While I am loved by thee;
And should my image be forgot,
Oh! what were crowns to me?
It never soothed my brow—
Its scanty leaves convey a moral,
I've learned full well ere now.
And could fame's fairest amplest dower
Descend to one like me,
I'd not exchange a transient hour
Of sunny smiles from thee!
Then take the wreath—I love the heart—
For 'tis a type of thine—
From such a gift I cannot part,
While there is life in mine.
But keep the wreath—I prize it not,
While I am loved by thee;
And should my image be forgot,
Oh! what were crowns to me?
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