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To Mrs. M. B. On Her Birthday

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Oh be thou blest with all that Heav'n can send,
Long Health, long Youth, long Pleasure, and a Friend:
Not with those Toys the female world admire,
Riches that vex, and Vanities that tire.
With added years if Life bring nothing new,
But, like a Sieve, let ev'ry blessing thro',
Some joy still lost, as each vain year runs o'er,
And all we gain, some sad Reflection more;
Is that a Birth-Day? 'tis alas! too clear,
'Tis but the funeral of the former year.

Let Joy or Ease, let Affluence or Content,
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Alisha Castle 10 February 2016

As beautiful as True................Full of words, it's a nice creativity.....

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Beautiful it is! The life itself and the poem is also great.

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