poems.
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TO A GERANIUM.
My solitary flower,
How brightly do ye bloom,
And give your sweetest fragrance,
To cheer my lonely room!
How brightly do ye bloom,
And give your sweetest fragrance,
To cheer my lonely room!
Yes! in your gentle presence
A happiness I find;
The simplest gift of nature
Brings a pleasure to the mind.
A happiness I find;
The simplest gift of nature
Brings a pleasure to the mind.
LINES ADDRESSED TO HARRIET BRUCE.
Best friend, and dearest! thou who didst bring joy
To my lone hours of sadness; whose calm mind
View'd, in its own meek wisdom, all the care
That press'd in dark confusion over mine,
And gave the wish'd-for aid, and led my soul
To look to that bright star of hope, whose light
Beams with immortal glory;—from the world
Call'd back my wav'ring steps;—the faint resolve
Made steadfast;—unto thee, dear friend, with grief
My last adieu I write. Oh, fare thee well!
May'st thou receive the crown of lasting joys,
With heav'nly pleasures here;—peace be with thee;
Calm be the tenor of thy useful life,
And heaven thy rest.
Randolph, Vt., 1845.
To my lone hours of sadness; whose calm mind
View'd, in its own meek wisdom, all the care
That press'd in dark confusion over mine,
And gave the wish'd-for aid, and led my soul
To look to that bright star of hope, whose light
Beams with immortal glory;—from the world
Call'd back my wav'ring steps;—the faint resolve
Made steadfast;—unto thee, dear friend, with grief
My last adieu I write. Oh, fare thee well!
May'st thou receive the crown of lasting joys,
With heav'nly pleasures here;—peace be with thee;
Calm be the tenor of thy useful life,
And heaven thy rest.
Randolph, Vt., 1845.
