The Poetical Works of Miss Susanna Blamire (1842) - Gredos ...
The Poetical Works of Miss Susanna Blamire (1842) - Gredos ...
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<strong>The</strong> Salamanca Corpus: <strong>The</strong> <strong>Poetical</strong> <strong>Works</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Miss</strong> <strong>Susanna</strong> <strong>Blamire</strong> (<strong>1842</strong>)<br />
Vain, vain’s the skill, the trial’s o’er,<br />
And Italy shall charm no more;<br />
No more shall France, in spirits wild,<br />
Dress up the humours <strong>of</strong> her child;<br />
Home I return to breathe with thee<br />
<strong>The</strong> better air <strong>of</strong> Liberty;<br />
To breathe near thee must have some power<br />
O’er the dark demons <strong>of</strong> the hour!<br />
Fear not, my Anna, I shall tell<br />
How long I’ve lov’d, and ah! how well;<br />
To this one wish my soul shall bend—<br />
“To be alone thy bosom-friend !”<br />
THE MOURNER.<br />
EDWIN AND ALICIA.<br />
A TALE.<br />
MANY are the mournful stories<br />
Which the page <strong>of</strong> love unfolds;<br />
Many are the piercing sorrows<br />
Which that faithful record holds.<br />
[137] .<br />
Love, that jewel <strong>of</strong> our nature,<br />
Parents <strong>of</strong>t have sought to buy;<br />
But ‘tis merit makes the purchase,<br />
Or ‘tis fancy casts the die.<br />
Tis not wealth, nor sordid riches,<br />
That are treasures <strong>of</strong> the mind;<br />
No;—’tis surely sweet contentment<br />
Which in humble breasts we find.<br />
Think not, parents, that your children<br />
Can your sober plans pursue,<br />
Or your influence bind their natures<br />
E’er to think or act like you.