SONNET
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XX
.
To
the
Cotentess
of
A****
.
Written
on
the
Anniversary
of
her
Marriage
.
ON
this
blest
day
may
no
dark
cloud
or
shower
,
With
envious
shade
,
the
Sun's
bright
influence
hide
;
But
all
his
rays
illume
the
favour'd
hour
,
That
saw
thee
,
Mary
!
—
Henry's
lovely
bride
!
With
years
revolving
may
it
still
arise
,
Blest
with
each
good
approving
Heav'n
can
lend
!
And
still
with
ray
serene
,
shall
those
blue
eyes
Enchant
the
husband
,
and
attach
the
friend
!
For
you
,
fair
Friendship's
amaranth
shall
blow
,
And
Love's
own
thornless
roses
,
bind
your
brow
!
And
when
,
long
hence
,
to
happier
worlds
you
go
,
Your
beauteous
race
shall
be
,
what
you
are
now
!
And
future
Nevills
thro'
long
ages
shine
,
With
hearts
as
good
,
and
forms
as
fair
as
thine
!