The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction - Volume 19, No. 545, May 5, 1832 by Various
page 23 of 49 (46%)
page 23 of 49 (46%)
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Hath Europe's priceless pearl been seen to hang,
That makes the orient poor! So with degrees, Rank passes by the circlet-graced brow Upon the forehead bare of notelessness, To print the nuptial kiss! COUNTRY LIFE. The life I'd lead! But fools would fly from it; for O! 'tis sweet! It finds the heart out, be there one to find; And corners in't where store of pleasures lodge, We never dream'd were there! It is to dwell 'Mid smiles that are not neighbours to deceit; Music whose melody is of the heart And gifts that are not made for interest,-- Abundantly bestow'd, by nature's cheek, And voice, and hand! It is to live on life, And husband it! It is to constant scan The handiwork of heaven! It is to con Its mercy, bounty, wisdom, power! It is To nearer see our God! JEALOUSY. A dreadful question is it, when we love, To ask if love's return'd! I did believe Fair Julia's heart was mine--I doubt it now. |
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