So sang I, all unwitting of the prize,
Which thou meanwhile hadst won, and wearest now,
The fairest garland that enwreathes thy brow,
Crown’d though it be for youth’s rich phantasies
And manhood’s virtues, by the good and wise,
With well-earn’d laurel. I have witness’d how
Thy whole heart honours the blest nuptial vow,
How well become thee this world’s tenderest ties;
And gladlier now doth my mind’s eye repose
On thy bright home, thy breathing times of rest
From public turmoil, on the love which glows
In the fond father’s and the husband’s breast,
Than on thy well-waged strifes with factious foes,
Or letter’d triumphs, e’en by them confest.
(John Moultrie)
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