 | The Poems of St. George Tucker of Williamsburg, Virginia 1752-1827 |  |
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Ode to Peace
Come, sweet Peace, and with thee bring
All the odors of the spring;
Summer's golden harvests, too,
Autumn's fruits of various hue,
Winter's health, and cheerful fires,
Joys, which competence inspires.
All the odors of the spring;
Summer's golden harvests, too,
Autumn's fruits of various hue,
Winter's health, and cheerful fires,
Joys, which competence inspires.
Leave to war the vernal blights,
Scorching summer's sultry nights,
Autumn's fogs, and sickly dew,
Rugged winter's blustering crew,
Slavery, famine, and despair,
Leave behind to cruel war.
Scorching summer's sultry nights,
Autumn's fogs, and sickly dew,
Rugged winter's blustering crew,
Slavery, famine, and despair,
Leave behind to cruel war.
All the good that freedom brings,
Mirth from innocence that springs,
Temperance, the foe to strife,
Friendship, sweetest balm of life,
Love, that rivals bliss divine,
Gentle Peace; be ever thine.
Mirth from innocence that springs,
Temperance, the foe to strife,
Friendship, sweetest balm of life,
Love, that rivals bliss divine,
Gentle Peace; be ever thine.
1787–1788
| The Poems of St. George Tucker of Williamsburg, Virginia 1752-1827 | |