Most faithful guardian! I have found in thee
A tried, true friend; and if I warmly greet
This year, it is not that it sets me free
From silver fetters that adorn the feet.
Then leave not empty thine accustomed seat
In my heart's mansion!—reign there wisely still.
And when thy days of watching are complete,
Retain thine old, sweet influence o'er my will,
And take these songs of mine, some vacant hour to fill.
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This poem was written by him about his gaurdian, one of his aunts. His religion so he said was somewhat orthodox and his aunt was feeling the indignity of it from friends who had for years been there and now had stopped asking them to go to their homes.... Sad really that his religous beliefs drove a wedge between the family... He looked up to and adored his aunt, it hurt him immensly when she rebuffed his beliefs...
Really does show his hurt... good write...............
Linda
Edited on Jun 23, 10:25 because ''.
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