Acrostic on Miss (Maria Martin) - Poetry of Henry Livingston, illustrated by antique postcards

M UCH I admire, thou loveliest of the fair,

A wake or sleep -- thou art my only care,

R ising or falling -- no beauty can I see,

(I can see none) except 'tis lovely thee,
A nd on thee rests my whole felicity.

M ust I admire again -- I must and will,
A nd think on thee whose charms so often kill.

R eturn the love which glows within my breast,
T ake pity on a heart, which knows no rest;

I can no longer brook thy lovely scorn,
N or can I live, and living, live forlorn.
Oct 9. R.

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For the WEEKLY MUSEUM. ACROSTIC, On Miss M UCH I admire, thou loveliest of the fair, A wake or sleep -- thou art my only care, R ising or falling -- no beauty can I see, (I can see none) except 'tis lovely thee, A nd on thee rests my whole felicity. M ust I admire again -- I must and will, A nd think on thee whose charms so often kill. R eturn the love which glows within my breast, T ake pity on a heart, which knows no rest; I can no longer brook thy lovely scorn, N or can I live, and living, live forlorn. Oct 9. R.