ADDRESSED TO EMMA.
YES , it may be that time may disengage,
From friendship’s sweets, which now we fondly share;
And Emma looking back o’er memory’s page,
May read Louisa faintly written there.
Time its long catalogue of ills to crown,
May bury friendship in oblivion’s shade;
In the Lethean bowl her pleasures drown,
And all her recollected joys pervade.
But why should fancy such a scene pourtray,
Why haunt me by suspicion’s dreadful glare;
Hence from my view! dread phantom, far away!
Thy look portentous and thy shadows spare.
Suspicion rules a dark infernal crew,
Hence then! nor bring her spectres to my view.
(Elizabeth Bath)
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