HOW long, pale Sickness! shall Rosina dwell,
Slow languishing, thy captive, sport, and prey?
Why make so sweet a breast thy gloomy cell,
And of those beaming eyes defraud the day?
Where late she deck’d the flow’ry vales of health,
(Beauty, and bloom, and sprightliness her boast,)
Thou cam’st, alas! upon the wings of stealth,
And sunk her down a miserable ghost!
The lily droops while rushing clouds deform,
And threaten merciless destruction round;
But soon the cheering sun dispels the storm,
That bent its head in meekness to the ground.
So may the smile of heaven’s all-ruling pow’r
In fair Rosina’s eye relume the ray;
And where the clouds of hov’ring sickness low’r,
With sweet celestial light restore the day!
(Emma Lyon)
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