Thou wert always grieved to see me sad,
And ever pleased when my heart was glad;
But may I not shed one tender tear,
When I gaze on thy picture alone, my dear?
Charleston, January 11, 1840.
“REJOICE WITH THOSE WHO DO REJOICE.”
Ye whom I fondly loved! my dearest joys
Were treasured up in you;
And a bright store of cherish’d earthly bliss,
The future brought to view;