Lines To Helen, A New-Born Infant, 1821.
18th Century Helen Maria Williams EnglishLINES
TO HELEN, A NEW-BORN INFANT, 1821.
She lives — that first pulsation of the heart Is life! — receive, dear babe, thy destin'd part; Yet frail thy being as the op'ning rose When chill the rude wind blows.
But ah, be like the blossom of the vale, Lov'd infant, shelter'd from the mountain gale; On whose meek head descend no ruffling showers, Who lives the span of flowers.
And far from thee may sorrow's tempest bend, Nor ever wasting pangs the bosom rend; Calm be thy day of life, and o'er its bloom May evening mildly come!