Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867.
III. To Felicia, on Her Return to New YorkRichard Bingham Davis (17711799)
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Sweet lucid tints announce the cheerful day,
Gay beats the enthusiast heart that hails the ray
Illuminating scenes of new delight.
The landscape brightens, and the wild-flowers bloom;
When every gale wafts music and perfume,
Rich is the fancy’s treasure, sweet the soul’s repast.
Are Friendship’s feelings on her blest return;
Friendship—who for her loss no more repines,
But bids each anxious bosom cease to mourn.
To hail Felicia is our sweet employ,
And every sense and every heart is joy.