Henry Livingston (Генри Ливингстон)

To My Little Niece Anne Duyckinck


To his charming black-eyed niece
Uncle Harry wishest peace!
Wishes roses over strow’d
O’er her sublunary road!

No rude winds around her howl,
O’er her head no tempests scowl;
No red lightnings flash around,
No loud thunders rock the ground!

Bright has been her morning sun,
Brighter still be that to come!
All a blue serene above,
Within, all innocence and love.

Henry Livingston’s other poems:

  1. To the Memory of Henry Welles Livingston
  2. 1819 New Year’s Carrier’s Address
  3. Acknowledgement
  4. Dialogue
  5. The Procession

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