Poems by Felicia Dorothea Browne/To E. B. On her Birthday

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TO E. B. ON HER BIRTH-DAY.


To thee, sweet girl, these lays impart,
The genuine friendship of my heart.
Oh! be this day for ever blest;
    I hail it with my gayest measure;
And may thy sympathetic breast
    Enjoy affection, love, and pleasure.


And if thy heart should ever mourn,
    May friendship soothe the anxious sorrow;
Till hope with lovely smile return,
    To promise thee a brighter morrow.

And ah! may health benignly shed
Her blessings o'er thy sister's head;
And nurse the charge with influence bland,
Till on her cheek the rose expand.