Rejected Addresses by James Smith;Horace Smith
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[Blows a kiss and exit.
AN ADDRESS WITHOUT A PHOENIX {16}--BY S. T. P. {17} "This was looked for at your hand, and this was balked." What You Will. What stately vision mocks my waking sense? Hence, dear delusion, sweet enchantment, hence! Ha! is it real?--can my doubts be vain? It is, it is, and Drury lives again! Around each grateful veteran attends, Eager to rush and gratulate his friends, Friends whose kind looks, retraced with proud delight, Endear the past, and make the future bright: Yes, generous patrons, your returning smile Blesses our toils, and consecrates our pile. When last we met, Fate's unrelenting hand Already grasped the devastating brand; Slow crept the silent flame, ensnared its prize, Then burst resistless to the astonished skies. The glowing walls, disrobed of scenic pride, In trembling conflict stemmed the burning tide, Till crackling, blazing, rocking to its fall, Down rushed the thundering roof, and buried all! |
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