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Poem by Mary Chudleigh

The Wish

Would but indulgent Fortune send
To me a kind, and faithful Friend,
One who to Virtues Laws is true,
And does her nicest Rules pursue;
One Pious, Libral, Just and Brave,
And to his Passions not a Slave;
Who full of Honour, void of Pride,
Will freely praise, and freely chide;
But not indulge the smallest Fault,
Nor entertain one slighting Thought:
Who still the same will ever prove,
Will still instruct and still will love:
In whom I safely may confide,
And with him all my Cares divide:
Who has a large capacious Mind,
Joind with a Knowledge unconfind:
A Reason bright, a Judgement true,
A Wit both quick, and solid too:
Who can of all things talk with Ease,
And whose Converse will ever please:
Who charmd with Wit, and inward Graces,
Despises Fools with tempting Faces;
And still a beauteous Mind does prize
Above the most enchanting Eyes:
I would not envy Queens their State,
Nor once desire a happier Fate.

Mary Chudleigh

Mary Chudleigh's other poems:
  1. Song
  2. To the Ladies

Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Abraham Cowley The Wish ("WELL then! I now do plainly see")
  • Ella Wilcox The Wish ("Should some great angel say to me to-morrow")

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