Poems (E. L. F.)/On the royal children
LINES ON THE ROYAL CHILDREN.
Ye regal gems of infant bloom, Who dwell in halls of state,And tended by the wise and good, The lordly and the great;
With earthly blessings showered on you—- A parent's tender eyeTo gaze, and watch, and gaze again, On your young ecstacy;
Can darkling care its frown bestow On such a scene of bliss,Or sorrow weave its veil of woe O'er such fond happiness?
There is no scene of earthly pomp Where shadows never dwelt; And there was ne'er a joyous heart Where sorrow was unfelt.
But long, long may your summer be, And bright your days of peace;And may ye find a home above, When earthly realms shall cease.