Poems (1828) by Thomas Gent
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A warning voice the cheerful bells,
The knell of death, our youth beguiles! SENT FOR THE ALBUM OF THE REV. G---- C----, With a Drawing of the Head of an Eminent Artist. Dear Sir, you remember, when Herod of Jewry Had given a ball, how a shocking old fury Demanded, so bent was the vixen on slaughter. The head of St. John at the hand of her daughter: Now do not detest me, nor hold me in dread, Because, like King Herod, I send you a head: Not a saint's, by-the-bye, although _taken from life_, But a head of my friend, by the hand of my wife. WRITTEN UNDER AN ELEGANT DRAWING OF A DEAD CANARY BIRD, By Miss A.M. TURNER, Daughter of the Eminent Engraver. |
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