Poem by Amelia Opie

Yes, Mary Ann

          Song

Yes, Mary Ann, I freely grant,
The charms of Henry's eyes I see;
But while I gaze, I something want,
I want those eyes -- to gaze on me.

And I allow, in Henry's heart
Not Envy's self a fault can see:
Yet still I must one wish impart,
I wish that heart -- to sigh for me.

1. Julia, or the Convent of St. Claire
2. Lines Written in 1799
3. To Laura
4. Ode to Borrowdale
5. The Mad Wanderer

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