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POEMS

CHIEFLY

PHILOSOPHICAL,

IN CONTINUATION OF

MY BOOK AND A HALF YEAR'S POEMS,

BY

JAMES HENRY, M. D.

"Begóne, foolish bábbler! I hate and despise thee,'
Said Newton to Póesy, túrning his back;

But Philosophy smiling said:-"Dóst thou not know me,
Thine ówn only loved one?" and threw down her mask.

BIBLIC

DRESDEN,

C. C. MEIN HOLD AND SONS.

1856.

THESE thoughts, while through my brain they passed, were mine;

Passing through thý brain, reáder, they are thine;

Use them as bést thou mayst; who I am, thee

Concerns as little, as who thou art, me.

COME, Máry with the eyes so blue,
Come, Máry with the heart so true,
Cóme and let 's roam a while together
In the bright, warm, sunshiny weather,
Along the lane, beneath the trees,

In the field or garden, where you please,
For it 's not about the walk I care,
Bút to be with you anywhere.

If you don't like to walk, we'll sit
In the jéssamine bower and while you knit,
Or dráw, or work in filligree,

Í, on a stool beside your knee,
Will tell you tales, read poetry,
Or lilt to my guitár an air,

Nót that guitar or book 's my care,
Bút to be with you anywhere.

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