| Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867. | | | | III. To Felicia, on Her Return to New York | | By Richard Bingham Davis (17711799) |
| | | WHEN, through the dark damp mists of tedious night, | |
| Sweet lucid tints announce the cheerful day, | |
| Gay beats the enthusiast heart that hails the ray | |
| Illuminating scenes of new delight. | |
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| When, the long dreary reign of Winter past, | 5 |
| The landscape brightens, and the wild-flowers bloom; | |
| When every gale wafts music and perfume, | |
| Rich is the fancys treasure, sweet the souls repast. | |
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| Such, in the circle where Felicia shines, | |
| Are Friendships feelings on her blest return; | 10 |
| Friendshipwho for her loss no more repines, | |
| But bids each anxious bosom cease to mourn. | |
| To hail Felicia is our sweet employ, | |
| And every sense and every heart is joy. | | | | |
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