FROM fair Italia’s favour’d shore
Our race their native beauty bore;
To Albion’s happier isle allured
By Liberty, that blissful word!
Bounding with joy and hope we came,
Yet found our freedom but a name.
Still ’tis a bondage sweet we bear;
Affection forms the chains we wear;
And oh! if happiness be known,
‘T is Felix and his Rosa’s own.
(Mrs. Walter Spencer)
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