ADAMS, JOHN QUINCY. (1767-1848). Sixth president of the United States. AMsS. (“John Quincy Adams”). 2pp. 4to. Washington, D.C., August 7, 1841. A poem dedicated to Ellen Bruce of Maryland.
“To Miss Ellen Bruce / Oh! Wherefore, Lady, was my lot / Cast, from thy own, so far? / Why, by kind fortune, live we not / Beneath one blessed star? / For, had thy thread of life, and mine / But side by side been spun; / My heart had panted to entwine / The tissue into one.
And why should Time conspire with space / To sever us in twain? / And wherefore have I run my race / And cannot start again? / Thy thread, how long! How short is mine! / Mine spent – thine scarce begun: / Alas! We never can entwine / The tissue into one!
But, take my blessing on thy name: / The blessing of a sire. / Not from a Lover’s furnace flame – / Tis from a holier fire. / A thread unseen beside of thine / By fairy forms is spun – / And holy hands shall soon entwine / The tissues into one.”