Now pleas’d, I mark the painter’s skilful line,
Now joy, because the skill I mark, was thine;
And while I prize the gift by thee bestow’d,
My heart proclaims I’m of the giver proud,
Thus pride and friendship war with equal strife,
And now the friend exults, and now the wife.
A. O. 1799.
This picture was in her possession at the time of her death; it is “Portrait the Second” in her “Lays for the Dead,” which commences:—
The gift of love
That speaking picture was—of bridal love,