Poems (Campbell)/Edwin's Wish
EDWIN'S WISH.
Give me, kind Heav'n! I ask no more, In some sequester'd grove,A cottage neat, before whose door Meandering streamlets rove;
Where 'mid the boughs, the feather'd race Oft perch and sweetly sing;Wild warbled music fill the place, And through the woodlands ring;
Where Flora doth each path adorn With flow'rs of ev'ry hue—The blushing rose upon the thorn, The violet darkly blue;
Primroses on the banks be seen, Where murm'ring waters play;Let simple daisies gem the green, And ev'ry spot be gay;
The lily cloth'd in purest white, The pansy, gold and blue,Spread her gay leaves to catch the light; The yellow cowslip too.
To crown the whole, some gentle fair Whose heart can truly love,To share with me each anxious care, And all my pleasures prove.
Then smiles shall smooth the path of life, And time shall only blendThe tend'rest mother, tend'rest wife, The best and dearest friend!
There, void of care, our days shall roll In tranquil peace and love;Till death shall free th' immortal soul To brighter realms above!