Th' illuftrious chief of Troy Stretch 'd his fond arms to clalp the lovely boy. The babe clung crying to his nurfe's breaft, Scar'd at the dazzling helm, and nodding creft. With fecret pleafure each fond parent fmil'd, And... Emily, a moral tale, including letters from a father to his daughter - Page 49 by Henry Kett - 1809 Full view -
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