Literary relics of the late Joseph Richardson Dedicated by permission to His Grace the duke of Northumberland: Consisting of The Comedy of the fugitive, and a few short poems; with a sketch of the life of the author by an intimate friend; in which those numbers of the rolliads and probationary odes written by Mr. Richardson are particularized. The whole collected and prepared for the press by Mrs. Richardson |
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TO ROSALIND. |
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TO ROSALIND.
I
In loftier verse and moral strainLet wiser poets sing,
“How circling years come round again,
What varied joys they bring.”
II
To Time no wreath my muse shall bear,No chaplet gay from me;
For 't is to Time that yet I'm far,
Ah! Rosalind, from thee.
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III
Would he but mend his tardy pace,And move more swift along,
Then would I join his power to bless,
His godhead own in song.
IV
The power of Time they say will meltAll human things away;
But sure who say so never felt
Imperial Beauty's sway:
V
For though the mouldering touch of ageTo worlds may fatal prove,
Though meaner things may feel its rage,
It but increases love.
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