Sonnet to Mrs. Dickson
Health to my friend, whom all the muses love,
(The muses love the elegant and fair)
Apollo will the beauteous theme approve,
(Apollo, beauteous with the yellow hair.)
If stately chivalry adorn'd the land,
If haughty barons fought with spear and shield,
Some knight of high renown would court thy hand,
And wear thy emblems in the listed field.
Health to my friend, and to thy blooming train!
May heav'n's best blessings round thy mansion flow!
May all thy virtues with thy grace remain,
May mitred honors grace thy WILLIAM's brow!
O'er thee while Fortune waves her golden wing,
My soul shall brighten, and my mine shall sing.
(The muses love the elegant and fair)
Apollo will the beauteous theme approve,
(Apollo, beauteous with the yellow hair.)
If stately chivalry adorn'd the land,
If haughty barons fought with spear and shield,
Some knight of high renown would court thy hand,
And wear thy emblems in the listed field.
Health to my friend, and to thy blooming train!
May heav'n's best blessings round thy mansion flow!
May all thy virtues with thy grace remain,
May mitred honors grace thy WILLIAM's brow!
O'er thee while Fortune waves her golden wing,
My soul shall brighten, and my mine shall sing.
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