  TO MY HUSBAND. To Thee, whose hand has kindly led me forth Far o’er the land, across the deep blue sea, Whose care and love watch’d o’er me every where, I dedicate this little History. May it recall to thee the motley crowd Of strange and kindly people we have seen, The golden days of the enchanted Isle, How wondrous bright and happy they have been. The smiling Bosphorus and grand Stamboul, The glorious bay of beauteous Napoli, The festive days at Florence,—and accept This as a sign of gratitude from me. Lower Norwood, Dec. 1st, 1865. |
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