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Poem by Helen Maria Williams


A Song


I

No riches from his scanty store
My lover could impart;
He gave a boon I valued more Ч
He gave me all his heart!

II

His soul sincere, his generous worth,
Might well this bosom move;
And when I asked for bliss on earth,
I only meant his love.

III

But now for me, in search of gain
From shore to shore he flies;
Why wander riches to obtain,
When love is all I prize?

IV

The frugal meal, the lowly cot
If blest my love with thee!
That simple fare, that humble lot,
Were more than wealth to me.

V

While he the dangerous ocean braves,
My tears but vainly flow:
Is pity in the faithless waves
To which I pour my woe?

VI

The night is dark, the waters deep,
Yet soft the billows roll;
Alas! at every breeze I weep Ч
The storm is in my soul. 



Helen Maria Williams


Helen Maria Williams's other poems:
  1. To Mrs K____, On Her Sending Me an English Christmas Plum-Cake at Paris


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Mark Akenside A Song ("The Shape alone let others prize")
  • William Davenant A Song ("O thou that sleep'st like pig in straw")
  • Edwin Arnold A Song ("Once Ч and only once Ч you gave")
  • George Crabbe A Song ("As Chloe fair, a new-made bride")
  • Eleanor Farjeon A Song ("It means so little to you")
  • Robert Binyon A Song ("For Mercy, Courage, Kindness, Mirth")
  • Richard Crashaw A Song ("Lord, when the sense of thy sweet grace")
  • Oliver Holmes A Song ("WHEN the Puritans came over")
  • Lizette Reese A Song ("Oh, Love, he went a-straying")

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