. Pictures in verse. I w A blush—could■ it be meant Mfa^ for me ?— Yet thus she met no other. A face that all men found .-^ so sweet, Why should it blush, my gaze to greet? 31 32 THE BELLE. A belle whom all had sought was she;Yet I could seeHeave but for meA sigh that strove and would be spoke to free another. She answerd—All was meant for me—For me, her low tones proving;And all my love had burst in flameTo feel their ardor while they came.^ A woman, whosoeer she be,Is nothing more,O loved of just a woman, nothing more,And can but love the THANKSGIVING DAY. T SOUGHT
. Pictures in verse. I w A blush—could■ it be meant Mfa^ for me ?— Yet thus she met no other. A face that all men found .-^ so sweet, Why should it blush, my gaze to greet? 31 32 THE BELLE. A belle whom all had sought was she;Yet I could seeHeave but for meA sigh that strove and would be spoke to free another. She answerd—All was meant for me—For me, her low tones proving;And all my love had burst in flameTo feel their ardor while they came.^ A woman, whosoeer she be,Is nothing more,O loved of just a woman, nothing more,And can but love the THANKSGIVING DAY. T SOUGHT the house Thanksgiving Day, And found its inmates all away,Save her who sat before the fire,And, by her side, her palsied sire. 33 34 THANKSGIVING DAY. At play, betwixt her fingers white,A needle nimbly glanced the light;But oft her eyes it could not stay,To either side would glance away. And on her right hand, open spread,There lay the Book of God she read ;And on her left I just could traceAn infant namesakes pictured face. The Book of God, the housekeeper,The babe that had been named for her,The book and babe and she between,—•Through doors ajar I markd the scene. And, while she sat before me so,Content to share anothers woe ;A captive for her sisters gone,Whom all their joy depended on ; THANKSGIVING DAY. 35 Now cheerd to read of heavenly worth For souls denying self on earth ; Now moved to do the deed she should, Lest wrong should lead that child from good ;- Another soul, my heart felt sureCould keep, if so surrounded, pure,—If there God lured hi
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