Mary Barber

(1690-1757 / England)

Totthe Right Honourable The Lady Elizabeth Germain, Upon Seeing Her Do A Generous Action. - Poem by Mary Barber

When Ruin threaten'd me of late,
With all its ghastly Train;
Some Pow'r, in Pity to my Fate,
Sent bountiful Germain,

Her Soul is mov'd with my Distress,
And kind Compassion shows;
That gen'rous Hand, long us'd to bless,
Quick mitigates my Woes.

Thrice happy Fair! indulgent Heav'n
To Thee was doubly kind:
To others only Hearts are giv'n;
Thy Fortune suits thy Mind.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 20, 2010



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