Hail to thy pencil! well its glowing art
Has traced those features painted on my heart; Now, though in distant scenes she soon will rove, Still here I behold the friend I love-- Still see that smile, "endearing, artless, kind," The eye's mild beam that speaks the candid mind, Which, sportive oft, yet fearful to offend, By humour charms, but never wounds a friend. But in my breast contending feelings rise, While this loved semblance fascinates my eyes; Now, pleased I mark the painter's skilful line, And now, rejoice the skill I mark is thine: And while I prize the gift by thee bestow'd, My heart proclaims, I'm of the giver proud. Thus pride and friendship war with equal strife, And now the friend exults, and now the wife. Unsatisfied? Search for more:Other Cool Sites:Hot Arts & Stage NewsLyrics Catalogue Sound Tracks Guide Guide to Serials and Shows English Subtitles For DivX Movies Hundreds of Cooking Recipes Over 5000 Cocktails Recipes Cool Online Encyclopedia Cellulars Descriptions and Reviews Algorithms Dictionary Funny Jokes and Anecdotes. Usenet Newsgroups Reader |