LINES ADDRESSED TO A. C., AN INFANT, ON HIS FIRST NEW-YEAR'S DAY, 1821.

LINES ADDRESSED TO A. C., AN INFANT, ON HIS FIRST NEW-YEAR'S DAY, 1821. Helen Maria Williams Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford

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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. Williams, Helen Maria, 1759-1827. Poems on various subjects: with introductory remarks on the present state of science and literature in France. London G. and W. B. Whittaker 1823 pp. [273]-275.

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LINES ADDRESSED TO A. C. , AN INFANT , ON HIS FIRST NEW-YEAR'S DAY , 1821. I. DEAR Babe , soft object of my care , Unseen , for whom I pour my pray'r ; Unknown , yet priz'd all else above , The heir of my maternal love ; Ah , let me hail , in simplest lay , Thy earliest New-Year's Day ! II . Nor past , nor future cloud thy brow , Thy range of thought confin'd to now ; Calm on a mother's breast you lie , And heed not if , with tearful eye , For thee her wishes fondly stray O'er many a New-Year's Day . III . Yet soon the years in rapid flight Shall wake thy heart to new delight ; Soon shall exulting youth draw near , With charms so fresh , and hopes so dear ; And lovely as the bloom of May Shall seem each New-Year's Day . IV . But ah , since Time at length will bring No rapture on his weary wing , Then , o'er thy path , no longer bright , May Virtue shed a line of light , That cheers the pilgrim , when his way Leads to no New-Year's Day !