Author: Matilda Betham
Release Date: February 20, 2004 [EBook #11194]
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*** Start of this project gutenberg EBOOK vignettes in verse ***
Produced by Jonathan Ingram, David Garcia and the
These verses are inscribed
as A tribute of sincere respect
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As far as the seventy-fourth page, these Poems have been printed about two years; during which many things happened likely to prevent their ever appearing. The time, however, is now come, and I have to-day found the remainder, up to where the lines end with
“Its unpolluted birthright.”
On reading the whole over, they struck me with much surprise, as they appear in a singular manner prophetic. I wrote them with a general, and somewhat undefined view; and they now take the aspect of speaking on what has since happened to myself—a long seclusion, during which I was bereft of the common means of study, having given rise to one that has turned out far more important than I at first imagined, and which I have continued since, to the exclusion of every other pursuit.
Stonkam, May 10th, 1818.
If writing Journals were my task,
From cottagers to kings—
A little book I’d only ask,
And fill it full of wings!
Each pair should represent a day:
On some the sun should rise,
While others bent their mournful way
Through cold and cloudy skies.
And here I would the light’ning bring
With threatening, forked glare;
And there the hallowed rainbow fling
Across the troubled air.
Some faint and wearily should glide
Their broken flight along—
While some high in the air should ride
Dilated, bold, and strong.
Some agitated and adrift,
Against their will should rove;
Some, steering forward, sure and swift,
Should scarcely seem to move—
While others, happiest of their kind!
Should in the ether soar,
As if no care would ever find,
No sorrow reach them more;
When soon an arrow from below
Should wound them in their flight,
And many a crimson drop should flow
Before they fell in sight.