Soul-breathing verse, thy gentlest guise put on And greet the honor'd name of Robinson. Rome in her throng'd and stranger-crowded streets, And palaces, where pilgrim _pilgrim_ meets, Holds not, respected Sarah, one that can Revered make the name of Englishman, Or loved, more than thy Kinsman, dear to me By many a friendly act. His heart I see In thee with answering courtesy renew'd. Nor shall to thee my debt of gratitude Soon fade, that didst receive with open hand One that was come a stranger to thy land-- Now call[s] thee Friend. Her thanks, and mine, command. Enfield, 14_th March_, 1831. TO SARAH [APSEY] _Acrostic_ Sarah,--your other name I know not, And fine encomiums I bestow not, Regard me as an utter stranger, A hair-brain'd, hasty, album-ranger, Heaven shield you, Girl, from every danger! TO JOSEPH VALE ASBURY _Acrostic_ Judgements are about us thoroughly; O'er all Enfield hangs the Cholera, Savage monster, none like him Ever rack'd a human limb. Pest, nor plague, nor fever yellow, Has made patients more to bellow. Vain his threatnings! Asbury comes, And defiance beats by drums; Label, bottle, box, pill, potion, Each enlists in the commotion. And with Vials, like to those Seen in Patmos[18], charged with woes, Breathing Wrath, he falls pell-mell Upon the Foe, and pays him well. Revenge!--he has made the monster sick Yea, Cholera vanish, choleric. [Footnote 18: _Vide_ Revelations.] TO D[OROTHY] A[SBURY] _Acrostic_ Divided praise, Lady, to you we owe, Of all the health your husband doth bestow, Respected wife of skilful Asbury! Oracular foresight named thee Dorothy; Tis a Greek word, and signifies God's Gift; (How Learning helps poor Poets at a shift!)-- You are that gift. When, tired with human ails, And tedious listening to the sick man's tales, Sore spent, and fretted, he comes home at eve, By mild medicaments you his toils deceive. Under your soothing treatment he revives; (Restorative is the smile of gentle wives): You lengthen _his_, who lengthens _all our lives._ TO LOUISA MORGAN