Sonnet. To ............
Thou bud of early promise, may the rose Which time, methinks, will rear in envied bloom, By friendship nurs'd, its grateful sweets disclose, Nor e'er be nipt in life's disast'rous gloom. For much thou ow'st to him whose studious mind Rear'd thy young years, and all thy wants supplied; Whose every precept breath'd affection kind, And to the friend's, a father's love allied. Oh! how 'twill glad him in life's evening day, To see that mind, parental care adorn'd, With grateful love the debt immense repay, And realize each hope affection form'd. The deed be thine 'twill many a care assuage, Exalt thy worth, and blunt the thorns of age.
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"Thou bud of early promise, may the rose..."
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