Amelia Opie

(12 November 1769 – 2 December 1853 / Norwich)

While Many A Fond And Blooming Maid - Poem by Amelia Opie

WHILE many a fond and blooming maid
Attempts thy heart to gain;
And, by thy fatal smile betrayed,
Thinks not she strives in vain:

While in those eyes of tender blue
They answering passion see,
And in thy sweet expression view
The charm that conquered me:....

I still should scorn their winning art,
And be, my Henry, blest,
If thou wouldst give that precious heart
To her who loves thee best.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 21, 2010



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