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TO A WANDERING HUSBAND, FROM A DESERTED WIFE.
1 Say, where is that charming repose
2 That so lately illumin'd my breast,
3 Like the sun that so chearfully shone,
4 And at eve sooth'd me kindly to rest?
5 Alas! it no longer is mine,
6 No more on my morning it beams;
7 Despair now possesses its place,
8 And presides even over my dreams.
9 Why did my fond credulous heart
10 Give delusion such easy belief;
11 Why listen with rapture to vows
12 Now forgot, and devote me to grief?
13 Alas! whensoe'er I attempt
14 A respite from anguish to find,
15 From the world and its scorn I retire,
16 Still, still it adheres to my mind;
17 The admonishing spirit within
18 Thy conscience must whisper, beware!
[Page 28]19 Haste — restore a fond wife to delight,
20 A mother preserve from despair.
21 The soft southern gale as it blows,
22 Appears with my sorrows to mourn;
23 Gentle echo with pity replies,
24 "Mary's peace ne'er again can return."
25 Tho' religion's meek aid I implore,
26 Yet the softest ideas afire;
27 And this heart, tho' disdain'd, still adores
28 What my reason no longer can prize.
29 But alas! could the error be mine?
30 Say, could it e'er spring from my mind,
31 When so fondly thou often hast said,
32 Mary's bosom is chaste and refin'd?
33 Still triumph — my wrongs are unknown;
34 Oh! torture be hush'd, be represt;
35 To be pitied I yet am too proud,
36 And thy fame is still dear to my breast;
37 Ever dear! yet be warn'd by my love;
38 Retribution's bright morning will rise,
39 And those wrongs, unremember'd by thee,
40 Some angel will waft to the skies.
[Page 29]41 Farewel to each blessing below,
42 My moments to care I resign;
43 Though I die, may thy pleasure increase!
44 Thy Mary will never repine:
45 To the grave thy fond wife will retire,
46 It will shelter — will yield her repose;
47 Its coldness will chill her warm heart,
48 Free thee — and her sorrows compose.
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Author: Isabella Kelly (née Fordyce)
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Kelly, Isabella, 1759-1857. Collection of Poems and Fables on Several Occasions. London: W. Richardson, 1794, pp. 27-29. 72p. (ESTC T122123) (Page images digitized from a copy at the British Library.)
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Other works by Isabella Kelly (née Fordyce)
- ANSWER TO THE SONG OF 'TRUST NOT MAN,' &c. ()
- The CHOICE; or, DULL HOUR PAST. ()
- THE EAGLE, THE KITE, AND THE COCK. An Emblematic Fable, most respectfully addressed to the Right Hon. General C——y. Written in the year 1788. ()
- EPITAPH ON A FAVORITE TAME CHICKEN. ()
- EXTEMPORE AFTER A DISPUTE AT DUNKERQUE. ()
- EXTEMPORE in the GARDEN of a CONVENT belonging to LES SOEURS NOIR, à BOURBURG. ()
- EXTEMPORE ON ARRIVING IN THE COUNTRY. ()
- THE HAWK, THE MAGPIES, AND THE PIGEONS. A Fable, very respectfully addressed to the Hon. Mrs. E—tw—k. ()
- IN THE BLANK LEAF OF LORD LYTTELTON'S WORKS. ()
- LINES FOR THE BLANK LEAF OF MY PRAYER BOOK: WRITTEN ON A SUNDAY. ()
- MIRANDA and the RED-BREAST. A FABLE FOR THE LADIES. ()
- ON A CHILD'S BIRTH DAY. ()
- ON BEHOLDING ARTHUR ASLEEP. ()
- ON THE RIGHT HONORABLE GENERAL C——Y LOSING HIS ELECTION FOR BURY ST. EDMUND'S. ()
- REFLECTIONS AFTER VIEWING A SCENE OF DISTRESS. ()
- THE REFORMED MAN OF FASHION, TO HIS FRIEND. ()
- RETIRED THOUGHTS TO A DEPARTED INFANT. ()
- TO A BROTHER, ON ENTERING THE ARMY. ()
- TO AN UNBORN INFANT. ()
- To ARTHUR. ()
- TO THE MEMORY OF AN HONEST MAN, MR. B. D., ADDRESSED TO HIS WIDOW. ()
- To the MEMORY of ELIZA F——E, AN EXEMPLARY MOTHER. ()
- TO THE MEMORY OF LIEUT. JAMES ABERNETHIE, LOST ON BOARD THE GLORIEUX, 1782. ()
- TO THE MEMORY OF THE HONORABLE MISS CAROLINE CAMPBEL. ()
- TO THE MEMORY OF THE LAMENTED MR. ROBERT HAWKE K——Y. ()
- TO THE MEMORY OF THE LATE CAPTAIN T. H. ABBOTT. RESPECTFULLY ADDRESSED TO THE OFFICERS OF THE ARTILLERY. ()
- THE VISION. ()
- WRITTEN IN VERY DEEP AFFLICTION. ()