All that the lover's ardent vow inspires,

In thee, Sophia! from the world was torn!

But still we yield thee to no stranger's care;

No unknown foe our tender love bereaves;

Thou goest the angels' hallow'd bliss to share,

A Father thy exalted soul receives!


TO MISS ROUSE BOUGHTON,

NOW THE RIGHT HON. LADY ST. JOHN.

Aberystwith, July 5th, 17—