Fireside happiness, to hours of ease
Blest with that charm, the certainty to please.
Human Life (1819)
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Sweet Memory! wafted by thy gentle gale,
Oft up the stream of Time I turn my sail.
The Pleasures of Memory. Part ii. i.
She was good as she was fair,
None–none on earth above her!
As pure in thought as angels are:
To know her was to love her.
Jacqueline. Stanza 1.
The good are better made by ill,
As odours crushed are sweeter still.
Jacqueline. Stanza 3.
A guardian angel o’er his life presiding,
Doubling his pleasures, and his cares dividing.