Anna Laetitia Barbauld (Анна-Летиция Барбо)

To Dr. A.

Within the cot the Muses love,
May Peace reside, that household dove!
Beneath this roof, around this hearth,
Mild Wisdom mix with social Mirth!
May Friendship often seek the door
Where Science pours her varied store!
Her richest dyes may Flora spread,
And early paint the garden's bed!
May Health descend with healing wing,
Bright days and balmy nights to bring!
And tried Affection still be by,
Love's watchful ear and anxious eye;
And Sport and Laughter hither move,
To bless the cot the Muses love!

1. To Mrs. Marissal
2. What Do the Futures Speak of?
3. The Death of Virtuous
4. On the Death of Mrs. Martineau, Senr.
5. The Wake of the King of Spain

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