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Hunt and Lee, comps.  The Book of the Sonnet.  1867.
II. To a Grandmother
By Bernard Barton (1784–1849)
“Old age is dark and unlovely.”—OSSIAN.

O, SAY 1 not so! A bright old age is thine,
  Calm as the gentle light of summer eves,
  Ere twilight dim her dusky mantle weaves;
  Because to thee is given, in thy decline,
A heart that does not thanklessly repine        5
  At aught of which the hand of God bereaves,
  Yet all He sends with gratitude receives;—
  May such a quiet, thankful close be mine!
And hence thy fireside chair appears to me
  A peaceful throne, which thou wert formed to fill;        10
  Thy children ministers who do thy will;
And those grandchildren, sporting round thy knee,
  Thy little subjects, looking up to thee
  As one who claims their fond allegiance still.
Note 1. A good sonnet. Dixi.—CHARLES LAMB. [back]

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