TO MR ***** Rebekah Carmichael (later Hay) 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. T104666 Carmichael, Miss (Rebekah) (fl. 1790-1806). Poems. Edinburgh Peter Hill 1790 pp. 89-90. 92p.

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TO MR ***** Unus'd to every soothing sound , Inur'd to every sorrow ; To day you vainly bind the wound That bleeds afresh to-morrow . The world beholds with careless eye , And much I scorn their pity ; Unseen , to heave the bursting sigh , I leave the crowded city . And dost thou ask my falt'ring tongue , To tell a tale of woe ? The griefs my youthful breast have wrung Oh ! may'st thou never know ! Long have I bore an orphan's name , And shar'd an orphan's fate ; Few friends I have , or dare to claim , Such is my helpless state . The simple dictates of my heart To public view they force ; Not pride , but pain does this impart ; It is my last resource .