Ode on Fidelia's Birth-day, An

Hail ! to that happy morn which brings
Fidelia 's birth-day on its wings:
Phaebus , with mild auspicious rays,
Distinguish this from common days;
Ye powers, deputed here on earth
As sacred guardians of her birth,
Your precious charge in safety keep,
And watch her, waking and asleep.
Let peace, let health, and love be join'd,
To bless her body and her mind;
No other cares disturb her rest,
Than such as now possess her breast,
Whose first and greatest joy and care
Is God to serve thro' love, not fear;
And next to his, her parents will
To know, and, knowing, to fulfil.
If innocence and virtue claim
To life, to happiness, and fame,
The good Fidelia shall possess
Long-life, and fame, and happiness.
Translation: 
Language: 
Rate this poem: 

Reviews

No reviews yet.