To his charming black-eyed niece
Uncle Harry wishest peace!
Wishes roses over strow'd
O'er her sublunary road!
No rude winds around her howl,
O'er her head no tempests scowl;
No red lightnings flash around,
No loud thunders rock the ground!
Bright has been her morning sun,
Brighter still be that to come!
All a blue serene above,
Within, all innocence and love.
More verses by Henry Livingston Jr.
- The Dance
- Hiding Place
- Epithalamium: A Marriage Poem
- An Elegy On The Death Of Montgomery Tappen
- Apostrophe