To Catharine
I'll love thee as along as I live, Whate'er thy condition may be; All else but my life would I give, That thou wast as partial to me.
I love thee because thou art fair, And fancy no other beside; I languish thy pleasures to share, Whatever my life may betide.
I'll love thee when youth's vital beam Grows dim on the visage of cares; And trace back on time's rapid stream, Thy beauty when sinking in years.
Though nature no longer is gay, With blooms which the simple adore, Let virtue forbid me to say, That Cath'rine is lovely no more.
THE
AUTHOR
A
DIRGE
TO
CATHARINE
THE
SWAN
THE
TRAVELLER
THE
RISING SUN
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Poetry
by Northover
Oh Africa, let freedom reign - Oh Africa, let freedom reign Rain down
a storm On the white man's home, Let him see that God Is watching over
all. Let the thunder clap its hands Together we will stand Hand in hand
one and all Africa more
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