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[Deem not that our eldest heir]
Deem not that our eldest heir
Wins too much of love and care;
What a parent's heart can spare,
Who can measure truly?
Early crops were never found
To exhaust that fertile ground,
Still with riches 'twill abound,
Ever springing newly.
Wins too much of love and care;
What a parent's heart can spare,
Who can measure truly?
Early crops were never found
To exhaust that fertile ground,
Still with riches 'twill abound,
Ever springing newly.
See in yonder plot of flowers
How the tallest lily towers,
Catching beams and kindly showers,
Which the heav'ns are shedding:
While the younger plants below
Less of suns and breezes know,
Till beyond the shade they grow,
High and richly spreading.
How the tallest lily towers,
Catching beams and kindly showers,
Which the heav'ns are shedding:
While the younger plants below
Less of suns and breezes know,
Till beyond the shade they grow,
High and richly spreading.
She that latest leaves the nest,
Little fledgeling much carest,
Is not therefore loved the best,
Though the most protected;
Nor the gadding daring child,
Oft reproved for antics wild,
Of our tenderness beguiled,
Or in thought neglected.
Little fledgeling much carest,
Is not therefore loved the best,
Though the most protected;
Nor the gadding daring child,
Oft reproved for antics wild,
Of our tenderness beguiled,
Or in thought neglected.
'Gainst the islet's rocky shore
Waves are beating evermore,
Yet with blooms 'tis scattered o'er,
Decked in softest lustre:
Nature favours it no less
Than the guarded still recess,
Where the birds for shelter press,
And the hare-bells cluster.
Waves are beating evermore,
Yet with blooms 'tis scattered o'er,
Decked in softest lustre:
Nature favours it no less
Than the guarded still recess,
Where the birds for shelter press,
And the hare-bells cluster.
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