Poems (Rice)/With a Meerschaum
WITH A MEERSCHAUM.
I BEG that thou, beloved friend,
My taste will never doubt,
If I a meerschaum now should send
With feelings most devout.
My taste will never doubt,
If I a meerschaum now should send
With feelings most devout.
For I have pressing on my mind
That I may not disclose;
Some friends we have, appearing kind,
Who lighten many woes.
That I may not disclose;
Some friends we have, appearing kind,
Who lighten many woes.
But after all the future may
Unravel every theme,
Divesting us with some delay'
Of facts, just as they seem.
Unravel every theme,
Divesting us with some delay'
Of facts, just as they seem.
To picture forth the troubled heart
Thou hast so oft relieved—
But I would not to-night impart
How much some gifts have grieved.
Thou hast so oft relieved—
But I would not to-night impart
How much some gifts have grieved.
'Tis ended now. A trifle this
To thee, beloved, may seem;
I'll pray that most consummate bliss
Inspire each smoking dream.
To thee, beloved, may seem;
I'll pray that most consummate bliss
Inspire each smoking dream.