Then she made a great parade And she car'd for nothing, so For a soft and tender heart. With such speeches, smoothly made, She found methods to persuade Margaret (who, being sore From the doubts she'd felt before, Was prepared for mistrust) To believe her reasons just; Quite destroy'd that comfort glad, See how good turns are rewarded! She of both is now discarded, Who to both had been so late Their support in low estate, All their comfort, and their stay- But the league her presence cherish'd, But the heart of friendship slept; Two long years did intervene Of their old companion heard,- "That young maid in face does carry A resemblance strong of Mary." Margaret, at nearer sight, But enough was left to trace Mary's sweetness-Mary's grace. When her eye did first behold them, How they blush'd !—but, when she told them,, How on a sick bed she lay - Months, while they had kept away, Of their coming, had extended The illness, when she might have mended, Then, O then, how did reflection Come on them with recollection! All that she had done for them, But sweet Mary, still the same, Kindly eas'd them of their shame; Spoke to them with accents bland, Took them friendly by the hand; Bound them both with promise fast, Not to speak of troubles past; Made them on the spot declare A new league of friendship there; Which, without a word of strife, Lasted thenceforth long as life. Martha now and Margaret Strove who most should pay the debt Which they ow'd her, nor did vary Ever after from their Mary. TO A RIVER IN WHICH A CHILD WAS DROWNED. SMILING river, smiling river, On thy bosom sun-beams play}; In thy channel, in thy channel, Choak'd with ooze and grav❜lly stones, Deep immersed, and unhearsed, Lies young Edward's corse: his bones Ever whitening, ever whitening, As if senseless, as if senseless It destroy'd, it now does grace. |