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Our Duke and Duchess open wide their Hall, And bid you warmly welcome, one and all, Who come with hearts of kindness, eyes of light, To see, and share, their Honeymoon to-night.
(JANUARY 19, 1830.)
SweRT is it to the Warrior's ear
But see, with ostentatious sneer
Whene'er the poor, worn out with woe, Oppressed with trouble, years, and grief,
From breasts which feel compassion’s glow
Then Laura opes her ready hand,
Sophia quits the selfish band
Gold can but present help afford;
ON THE DEPARTURE OF AN OLD HOUSEKEEPER.
'Tis past; and since she is forever fled,
Can we forget, now when for aye we part,