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Some Poems by Ruth Gaylord Welles

               Behold thy youth on whom my love is placed,
               Adornd with beauty both in limb and face;
               Yet beauty fades but love increases still;
               Zealous my pleasure always to fulfil;
               Envy begone all discord cease; and everything that hinders peace;
               Let us my friend our future time employ
               In virtuous acts that lead to heavenly joy
               That we may join the blessed choir above
               In songs of praises for redeeming love
               That we may pray when we ourselves present
               Lord here are with those whom thou hast lent
               And though no consort there to man is given
               We might like angels be which are in Heaven
               And join their praise and even soar above
               For saints not angels sing redeeming love

To Bayse

A note: The first letters of the first five lines spell out BAYSE

               Each rosy blush from fair! Elisas face
               Like venus shines in a Majestic grace
               In her, her parents have a lovely child
               Sweet as a rose or lilly undefiled
               A form more lovely than the bloom of may
               Bright majesty divine her eyes; display
               Each action so gentle beholders gaze
               The infant voices lisps Elisas praise
               Her blooming face excels the morning ray
               Pleased with her voice the sun lights up the day
               A crimson tinature in her face appears;
               Resembling that the blooming morning wears
               Sparkling and blue her eyes: her flowing hair
               Or'e spreads her neck like silk a perk??e fair
               Nor constellations that adorn the skies
               Shine with such beauties as Elisa's Eyes.

A note: The first letters of this poem spell out ELISABETH PARSONS. This refers to her daughter-in-law, Eliza Parsons Welles, wife of Ralph. Thanks, Carol, for pointing out the BETH PARSONS part of this! To paraphrase, there are none so blind as those who cannot see!

(Note: this must have been written in 1788)

Now I've arrived to years of thirty eight
Nineteen of which I've been your loving mate
Eight sons I've borne thee and 3 daughter have
And still preserved from the dreary grave
Our spring is past and summer's almost gone
And fading Autumn hastily comes on.
Tis time my friend to take a prisdents(?) care
And for(?) a future state for to prepare
Lay up our stores where we may safely trust
Where there's .........(paper folded here has fallen in two and words cut off)
???? say my friend is....(rest of the page)
Enjoy thy love O sweet transporting thought
Let every blessing on thy person wait;
Let wealth and honor guide thy happy seas,
Sure happiness was never more complete.

Ruth Wells's Composition

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