POEMS,

BY ONE OF THE AUTHORS

OF

"POEMS FOR YOUTH, BY A FAMILY

CIRCLE."

LONDON:

PRINTED FOR BALDWIN, CRADOCK, AND JOY,

PATERNOSTER-ROW.

1820.

J. McCreery, Tooks-Court, Chancery-Lane, London.

ADVERTISEMENT.

THE following Poems have been selected from many others, written principally between the ages of fifteen and twenty-one years. The kind reception given by the public to a small volume, intitled "Poems for Youth, by a Family Circle," to which the Author of these little pieces was a contributor, has induced her to allow them to be printed, under an assurance from her friends that they are not inferior to those which have preceded them.

And mark the vast expanse to wander through, My full heart heaves with many a deep drawn sigh, And almost trembles at the awful view.

Where lies my path amid this wondrous waste,
Hung with dark clouds, or circled with serene?

What is the bourne to which I daily haste?
What the dread changes of the future scene?
Lost in the mists of dark futurity,

For ever hid from my unbidden gaze

They rest, Almighty One !-they rest with Thee: Wise and inscrutable are all thy ways.

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