The Emigrant Mechanic and Other Tales in Verse Together with Numerous Songs Upon Canadian Subjects by Thomas Cowherd
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Their tables loaded with the best of cheer;
Of horses, carriages, and fleetest hounds, And cattle feeding over all their grounds; Of gardens filled with precious fruits and flowers, And of sweet music to beguile their hours; Fancied their mansions full of lovely girls, With beauteous eyes, and richly flowing curls; In short, conceived that these men were no less Than mighty lords whom every eye should bless. And 'twas no wonder if in reverie This boy indulged with greatest frequency. But years flew by, with all their constant care, New hopes, new scenes, and feelings of despair. He owning still a constitution weak, Would better health in change of air oft seek. At times like these, his second mother's care Did send him forth with relatives to fare. And then sweet Crossthwaite, with its paper mill, Its pretty brooks, and many a trickling rill, With dearest pleasure would his bosom fill. Deep gratitude impels him now to pay A tribute due to relatives, and say That purer kindness could not be displayed To any one who needed friendly aid, Than they still showed to him while living there, As their own child, he did their goodness share. Dear, aged friends! grim Death has laid you low, And you no more to him can kindness show! |
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