Classic Poem

Sweet Sensibility Celestial power
Raise in my heart thy altar and thy throne
Nor punish me with one unfeeling hour
But temper all my soul, and mark me for thy own
Give me to feel the tender trembling tear
Glide down my cheek at sight of human woe
And when I cant relieve the pang severe
The melting sigh of sympathy to know
To stretch the hand to sorrows tutor'd child
To wipe the tear from off the orphans eye
To turn from error by instruction mild
And snatch from vice the offspring of the sky
By thee inspir'd oh may I never dare
To join the herd in scandals groveling vale
Repeat the whisper in my neighbours ear
And give a sanction to the slanderous tale
But let me feel the sisters mothers heart
When e'er I view my species go astray
Nor with the pride of virtue plant a dart
To fright returning prodigals away.—
And may I too participate each Joy
That mixes with the cup of human life
Nor by the stoics frown the balm alloy
The balm that sweetens all this mortal strife
May sprightly wit and true benevolence
Give relish to each good which heaven bestows
May cheerfulness with smiling innocence
Increase the charms that o'er creation glows
Nor to these only do thy laws extend
For love and friendship claim an ample part
Ah now I feel them with my being blend
And with my Anna's image fill my heart