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No more deserted genius then, would fly
To breathe in solitude his hopeless sigh;
No more would Fortune's partial smile debase
The spirit, rich in intellectual grace;
Who views unmov'd from scenes where pleasures bloom,
The flame of genius sunk in mis'ry's gloom;
The soul heav'n form'd to soar, by want deprest,
Nor heeds the wrongs that pierce a kindred breast.--
Thou righteous Law! whose clear and useful light
Sheds on the mind a ray divinely bright;
Condensing in one rule whate'er the sage
Has proudly taught, in many a labour'd page;
Bid every heart thy hallow'd voice revere,
To justice sacred, and to nature dear!
END OF THE FIRST VOLUME.
POEMS,
BY
HELEN MARIA WILLIAMS.
IN TWO VOLUMES.
VOL. II.
CONTENTS
OF THE
SECOND VOLUME.
An Epistle to Dr. Moore, Author of a View of Society and Manners in
France, Switzerland, and Germany.
Part of an irregular Fragment, found in a Dark Passage of the Tower.
Peru.
Sonnet to Mrs. Siddons.
Queen Mary's Complaint.
Euphelia, an Elegy.
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