To his charming black-eyed niece 
 Uncle Harry wishest peace! 
 Wishes roses over strow'd
 O'er her sublunary road! 

 No rude winds around her howl, 
 O'er her head no tempests scowl; 
 No red lightnings flash around, 
 No loud thunders rock the ground! 

 Bright has been her morning sun, 
 Brighter still be that to come! 
 All a blue serene above, 
 Within, all innocence and love.