Now thy Sister, weeping o'er thee,
Prays in tears for thy relief;

See her now in love implore thee
For forgiveness, bath'd in grief;
Using every fond endeavour

To assuage thy misery;

Striving now thy bonds to sever,
And to set thee, captive, free:

Wake then, Erin! captive daughter!

Christ can raise thee from the dead; Join his church, for he hath bought her, He for her, for thee hath bled;

Burst thy papal bonds tyrannic,

Cast the Harlot from her throne,

Then for mercies rich received

Let thy light shine forth around,

And let all of Truth bereaved

Hear the gospel's joyful sound:

Be thou now the faith's Defender, With her evangelic band,

Till the full millenial splendor

Lighten every distant land;

Till o'er every heathen nation

Christ shall rule in righteousness,

In his kingdom of salvation,

In his glorious reign of grace ;

And all honor, power, and merit

Be ascribed to God alone

Father, Son, and Holy Spirit,

In eternal Godhead-One.

SONNET,

TO A LADY, ON READING SOME VERSES ADDRESSED TO HER HUSBAND.

November 1826

AH! say, dear Mary! hast thou never seen,
In rural walk thro' some sequester'd vale,
A graceful flower bedight in beauty's sheen-
All lone, but lovely, modest, pure, and pale,
With virtues fraught the senses to regale,

That bashful shuns the face of garish day,
And all the gaudy garden's rich display,

And loves to dwell deep hid in dewy dale, And but to Zephyr tells her tale of love, Reveals her charms, and every grace refin'd! E'en so thy love, dear Mary! thou dost prove,

Thy grace reveal, the beauties of thy mind, In tender strain of sweet poetic art,

To One alone all worthy of thy heart.

SONNET,

ADDRESSED TO A FRIEND.

February 1827.

ACCEPT, Dear Lady! from a friend sincere,

An heartfelt tribute Friendship loves to pay-
The grateful offering of an humble lay,
Inspir'd by christian love, divine and dear;
That hallow'd flame that burns for ever clear
On heavenly altars in the courts above-

The blissful land of perfect light and love—
Undimm'd by Error's cloud, or Sorrow's tear :

0! may its radiance still illume thy breast, And light thee onward thro' life's darkling way, Beaming in brightness unto perfect day,

Until thou reach the mansions of the blest;

Where pure-eyed Faith, and Hope shall both expire, But Love's bright torch burn on in Heaven's eternal