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THE ROSES;
Addressed to a Friend, on the Birth of his first Child.
Two Roses on one slender spray,In sweet communion grew,Together hail'd the morning ray,And drank the evening dew;While sweetly wreath'd in mossy green,There sprang a little bud between.
Through clouds and sunshine, storms and showers,They open'd into bloom,Mingling their foliage and their flowers,Their beauty and perfume;