Lines to Georrge
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When genius,
wealth and fashion bow in homage at thy feet
When youth
& beauty smile in all thy happy glances greet,
And I shall
pitch beneath the sky my bivouac on the lea,
I ask not then
(‘twould be in vain) that thou wouldst think of me
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When music’s
soft enrapturing swell delights thy list’ning ear,
When zephyrs
whisper all is well and all thou lov’st are near,
When skies are
bright and thou art all, that thou couldst wish to be,
I dare not
ask, (for ‘twould be in vain) that thou wouldst think of me.
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But when
misfortune frowns upon my dearest Ellen’s George face
And o’er the
past thy mem’ry’s dove can find no resting place
When friends
prove false, save one whose heart beats faithfully for thee
‘Tis then I
ask that thou wilt turn confidingly to me.
S*****
Wigwam –
Jan 28th
1864