James Nack

Jan 4, 1809 - 1879


The Namesake

by James Nack

I have a little daughter
Is only two years old,
Her eyes are blue as heaven,
Her locks like sunny gold!
Her soft and fair complexion
Might every heart enthrall,
But It is her sweet affection
I value more than all;
For dearly does she love me,
And in my heart I hold
My charming little daughter,
That's only two years old.

In other years to bless me
A youthful vision came,
As lovely and bewitching
As one who bears her name;
And while upon my daughter
I look with fondest gaze,
Again returns the vision
That blest my early days!
While nestling on my bosom
Looks up her face serene,
It seems that GOD restores me
My long-lost JOSEPHINE!

Oh! that it were no vision!
That I might near thee stand,
Again thy fairy fingers
To clasp in friendship's hand!
Oh, wert thou but a moment
Returned to my embrace!
Oh, that I but a moment
Could see thee face to face!
Look in thy eyes' blue heaven,
The golden curls remove,
And press on thy pure forehead
The seal of perfect love!


The Romance Of The Ring, And Other Poems.
Copyright 1859
Delisser & Procter, 508 Broadway, New York