Poems . 68 THE SOUVENIR, Take this simple and beautiful air, —May it sometimes remind you of me ; And sweetly t will banish my care,To imagine it warbled by thee. In my absence twill plead for me here. And gently my advocate prove ;T will tell you that love so sincere Separation can never remove. When my tongue has pronounced its farewell,And when far from the voice I love best. My heart shall dehghtedly dwell On that thought, and t will soothe it to rest- THE SOUVENIR. 69 0, let it not eer be profaned By lips which loves power have not known!Keep sacred its token unfeigned, — Keep it sacred t
Poems . 68 THE SOUVENIR, Take this simple and beautiful air, —May it sometimes remind you of me ; And sweetly t will banish my care,To imagine it warbled by thee. In my absence twill plead for me here. And gently my advocate prove ;T will tell you that love so sincere Separation can never remove. When my tongue has pronounced its farewell,And when far from the voice I love best. My heart shall dehghtedly dwell On that thought, and t will soothe it to rest- THE SOUVENIR. 69 0, let it not eer be profaned By lips which loves power have not known!Keep sacred its token unfeigned, — Keep it sacred to lips like your own!. TO A SKETCH, I SAW her in beauty, I saw her in pride, In Hfes brightest lustre, youths earliest bloom,When her cheek with the hue of that rose mighthave vied,That decks the green sod which encircles hertomb. I saw her when, colorless, faded, and pale,That lily her delicate emblem might be ; — Or the marble on which is mscribed her sad others they soon may lie lowly as she. I saw her encircled with each magic charm. With each witching spell, which earth has to be-stow, A SKETCH. 71 And I saw her shrink back in dismay and alarm,When death, hovering over her, menaced his blow. I saw her when suffering had blanched her fair cheek,And her eyes, once so brilhant, now trembled withtears ; But a sweet, placid smile, and her accents so meek,Assured us religion had banished her fears. In healths brightest bloom, she never had seemed So lovely, so beauteous, so heavenly, as now ; ^When her eye, and her smile, with wild gayetybeamed,And her pale cheek was flushed with a delicateglo
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