A FATHER TO HIS CHILD, ON THE DAY OF HER BIRTH
... I BY T. JENKINS. Helpless, harmless, innocent ! To this world of sorrow sent- To this scene of misery come, Here awhile to seek a home;- Here, where thou may'st often stray, O'er many a dreary, devious way, By many a tortuous pathl may'st wind, In search of what thou can'st not find- Long-lost content, and peace of mind. On this wide earth there is no spot, Thou can'st choose for thine own ...