Penny Dreadfuls, 1812 · page 19 of 258
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This is a text page containing a sonnet titled "Sonnet Addressed to My Mother." The poem is a sentimental dedication expressing the speaker's gratitude to his mother, crediting her tender smile, love, and affectionate voice for inspiring his literary work and shaping his grateful heart. The verse follows a traditional sonnet structure and celebrates maternal affection as a formative influence on the speaker's soul and creative endeavors.
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SONNET ADDRESSED TO MY MOTHER. OH, thou! whose tender smile most partially Hath ever blessed thy child: to thee belong The graces which adorn my first wild song, If aught of grace it knows: nor thou deny Thine ever prompt attention to supply. But let me lead thy willing ear along, Where virtuous love still bids the strain prolong Ilis innocent applause ; since from thine eye The beams of love first charmed my infant breast, And from thy lip Affection’s soothing voice That eloquence of tenderness expressed, Which still my grateful heart confessed divine : Oh! ever may its accents sweet rejoice The soul which loves to own whate’er it has ts thine ! Conniclooolkks.Comn)