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Poem by Anne Hunter


To My Son, Age 26, a Captain of Infantry in Portugal, 1798


THOUGH fancy and her airy train
From sad experience fly away,
The heart's affections still remain,
And hail with joy this welcome day.
Again with roses newly blown
I crown the long neglected lyre,
I strike the chords for thee alone,
And tender thoughts the strains inspire.
Through boyish days, a giddy youth,
I watch'd thy course with anxious eyes,
Have mark'd thy honour, virtue, truth,
Grow with thy growth, to manhood rise.

And now may ev'ry future year
The promise of the past fulfil,
While to my heart for ever dear,
From absence, distance, dearer still.



Anne Hunter


Anne Hunter's other poems:
  1. To the Memory of a Lovely Infant, Written Seven Years after His Death
  2. To the Memory of Thomas Chatterton
  3. Addressed to Mrs. G.
  4. Song 12. Where the green ivy twining
  5. Laura


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