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TO S. H.

          EXCUSE is needless when with love sincere
          Of occupation, not by fashion led,
          Thou turn'st the Wheel that slept with dust o'erspread;
          'My' nerves from no such murmur shrink,--tho' near,
          Soft as the Dorhawk's to a distant ear,
          When twilight shades darken the mountain's head.
          Even She who toils to spin our vital thread
          Might smile on work, O Lady, once so dear
          To household virtues. Venerable Art,
          Torn from the Poor! yet shall kind Heaven protect           10
          Its own; though Rulers, with undue respect,
          Trusting to crowded factory and mart
          And proud discoveries of the intellect,
          Heed not the pillage of man's ancient heart.
                                                              1827.


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