IN RETURN FOR HIS ‘SYMPATHY’
AND ‘COTTAGE PICTURES,’ WHICH WERE ACCOMPA-
NIED BY A BEAUTIFUL COLLECTION OF TRIBUTARY
LINES.
AROUND thy lyre so rich a wreath is wove,
That not a leaf, or bud, I dare entwine;
Where every Muse to deck her bard has strove,
And bound with never-fading flowers his shrine.
Ah me! must then my tears be thine alone?
Those tears to Sympathy and Nature true!
Would that to me some magic power were known,
To change them instant to Castalian dew!
Then might they dwell those beauteous buds among,
There swift imbibe each varied perfume sweet;
Nor thou, when on thy lyre the full wreath hung,
Reject the tear, as each fair flower you greet.
Ah! may thy feeling heart, in that soft hour,
Confess the dew still sweeter than the flower!
(Mrs. Walter Spencer)
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