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A taste of this great pleasure, viewingAs in a dream her own renewing.Rejoiced is Brough, right glad I deemBeside her little humble Stream;And she that keepeth watch and wardHer statelier Eden's course to guard;They both are happy at this hour,Though each is but a lonely Tower:—But here is perfect joy and prideFor one fair House by Emont's side,This day distinguished without peerTo see her Master and to cheer;Him, and his Lady Mother dear.
Oh! it was a time forlornWhen the Fatherless was born—Give her wings that she may fly,Or she sees her Infant die!
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