Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO MRS. MARISSAL, by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD



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First Line: Whither, whither, wearied dove
Last Line: Drink at pleasure's native spring.
Alternate Author Name(s): Aikin, Anna Letitia
Subject(s): Contentment


Whither, whither, wearied dove,
Wilt thou fly to seek thy rest?
Beat with many a heavy storm,
Where repose thy tender breast?

Hither, hither, gentle dove,
Bend thy flight and build thy home;
Here repose thy tender breast,
Fix thy foot, and never roam.

Welcome, welcome, soft-eyed dove,
To the sheltering low-roofed cot,
Leave the splendid city's throng,
Meekly kiss thy quiet lot.

Low-roofed cots and whispering groves
Suit thy pensive sweetness best;
Health shall bloom, and Peace shall smile
Round thy small but downy nest.

Try thy thrilling notes once more,
Plume again thy ruffled wing;
With thy sister turtles coo,
Drink at Pleasure's native spring.





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