THE muse shall breathe a native lay, And sweetly consecrate the day; While Anna by the power of truth Leads on our emulative youth; While each young virtue of the heart, To her a rapture can impart. The genuine thoughts her soul may prize, Endeared by fond affection's ties; Warm from the bosom's ardent glow, The wild effusions gaily flow. "The muse shall breathe a native lay, "And sweetly consecrate the day: " While love and friendship's pure delight, To bless our little band unite. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE RESURRECTION OF CHRIST by WILLIAM DUNBAR WORDLY WISE (10) by MOTHER GOOSE GARDEN DAYS: 2. NEST EGGS by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON THE VACANT CAGE (1) by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER ONLY A BABY SMALL by MATTHIAS BARR URANIA; THE WOMAN IN THE MOON: THE THIRD CANTO, OR FULL MOON by WILLIAM BASSE |