Verses Occasion'D By The Sickness Of Mrs. Anne Donnellan. - Poem by Mary Barber
Goddess of Health, where--e'er you dwell,
To Philomela fly;
O hasten from your rural Cell,
Nor let the Fair one die.
Again her Voice divine restore,
And give her Eyes their Fire;
So shall a World thy Pow'r adore,
And raise thy Altars higher.
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