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OF THE PRINCESS CHARLOTTE.
Who "long as memory holds her seat" shall view
As with the mourner's heart the anthem swell'd;
On thine existence, beautiful and brief.
ON THE DEATH OF THE PRINCESS CHARLOTTE.
Fair spirit! send thy blessing from above
And loftiest principles of England's breast!
Still may thy name speak concord from the tomb-
ON RECEIVING A SEAL WITH THE CAMPBELL CREST,
FROM K. M-, BEFORE HER MARRIAGE.
THIS wax returns not back more fair,
Th' impression of the gift you send, Than stamp'd upon my thoughts I bear The image of your worth, my friend!—
We are not friends of yesterday ;
But poet's fancies are a little Disposed to heat and cool, (they say,)By turns impressible and brittle.
Well! should its frailty e'er condemn My heart to prize or please you less, Your type is still the sealing gem,
And mine the waxen brittleness.
What transcripts of my weal and woe
This little signet yet may lock,— What utt'rances to friend or foe,
In reason's calm or passion's shock!
What scenes of life's yet curtain'd page
May own its confidential die, Whose stamp awaits th' unwritten page, And feelings of futurity!
Yet wheresoe'er my pen I lift
The blest occasion of the gift
Shall make its recollection sweet;
Sent when the star that rules
Hath reach'd its influence most benign—
When every heart congratulates,
And none more cordially than mine.
So speed my song-mark'd with the crest
Who won the Lady of the West,
* A Norman leader, in the service of the king of Scotland, married the heiress of Lochow in the twelfth century, and from him the Campbells are sprung.