Poems; [manuscript] /; by the late Baroness Ferdinand Hompesch.

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Charade

To gain my first, what's not endured? Tis oft done by my second, My third is what I'm well [?] You must by all be reckon'd.

These written when she was about twelve years of age, [?] the Baronesses's first attempts at Poetry. At that time she wrote verses on most of her schoolfellows. A: Play which they acted. And lines on various subjects, all of which, I have lost, except the following after reading Opians Poems. - 1789

0! Bard sublime! of other days! Opian! to Thee my infant Muse Would dun her feeble voice to raise, And begs you'd not the simple strain refuse.

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Bend from thy cloud, thou warlike chief, With thy blue shield and quiv'ring spear: Near the grey stone on your brown heath, Unto my soul, in dreams appear.-

There oh! inspire my ardent soul, Teach, oh! teach me, thy matchless art, Which strongest Passion can control, Or to comparison [melt?] the heart.-

Teach me the tales of other years, Make me thy Godlike acts to learn, Teach me the Coward to despise, Teach me the Hero to discern.

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To her Sister Joanna Christian 1794

Still on my smiling little Friend, May innocence and peace attend, In [Virtuous?] paths, her foot steps guide, And in her every thought preside.

For these alone can soothe the mind, To every present ill assign'd, And when the last dread hour shall come, Can smoothe our passage to the Tomb.-

[Netty?] Abbey 1794

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Beneath thy Ruins venerable Pile, Permit my roving pensive steps to stray And on thy mopey stones to rest a while, Secure and shielded from the glare of day.-

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