Nathaniel Cotton Poems

Lo! a form divinely bright
Descends, and bursts upon my sight;
A seraph of illustrious birth!
(Religion was her name on earth);
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Dear Chloe, while the busy crowd,
The vain, the wealthy, and the proud,
In folly's maze advance;
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Far from the city I reside,
And a thatch'd cottage all my pride.
True to my heart, I seldom roam,
Because I find my joys at home;
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Ye ductile youths, whose rising sun
Hath many circles still to run;
Who wisely with the pilot's chart,
To steer thro' life the unsteady heart;
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