Felicia Dorothea Hemans

(25 September 1793 – 16 May 1835 / Liverpool, England)

To A Younger Child - Poem by Felicia Dorothea Hemans

A Similar Occasion, 17 September, 1825.

Where sucks the bee now? Summer is flying;
Leaves on the grass-plot faded are lying;
Violets are gone from the grassy dell,
With the cowslip-cups, where the fairies dwell;
The rose from the garden hath passed away?
Yet happy, fair boy! is thy natal day.
For love bids it welcome, the love which hath smiled
Ever around thee, my gentle child!
Watching thy footsteps, and guarding thy bed,
And pouring out joy on thy sunny head.
Roses may vanish, but this will stay?
Happy and bright is thy natal day.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 8, 2010

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