The following was composed by Elder Lorenzo
Barnes, which I took from An Album at the
house of Mr Mosleys Centerville New Castle Co Del

Virtue

Virtue, O virtue thou Jem from Above
More charming than beauty more endearing than love
More precious than Jewels and jems of the earth
Or titles of honour decending by Birth

Behold the Bright rainbow that circles the skye
While bending to earth with its bow far on high
Its colors of Beauty with rapture behold
In order and splendor enchanting unfold

But what are the colors that are to be seen
In the bow of the cloud of red blue and green
Compared with those colors which virtue combine
Those heaven born treasures displayed in the mind

The bow of the cloud's soon faded and gone
Its painted on rain and receds with the storm
But virtue a Princes in glory arayed
Which time cannot varnish nor eternity fade

Virtues dominion is not among clouds
Nor oft is she seen mid the gay and the proud
Her throne is her purity her kingdom in mind
With modesty Prudence and meekness combined

Thus Elvira let virtue be ever your aim
Its light and its glory emblazen your name
Then charmes o'er your temples forever shall bloom
They'll flourish through time and revive o'er the tomb

Lorenzo D. Barnes

The following was composed by Elder Lorenzo Barnes, which I took from an Album at the house of Mr Mosleys Centerville New Castle Co Del

Virtue

Virtue, O virtue thou Jem from Above More charming than beauty more endearing than love More Precious than Jewels and jems of the earth Or titles of honour decending by birth

Behold the bright rainbow that circles the skye While bending to earth with its bow far on high Its colors of beauty with rapture behold In order and splendor enchanting unfold

But what are the colors that are to be seen In the bow of the cloud of red blue and green Compared with those colors which virtue combine Those heaven born treasures displayed in the mind

The bow of the cloud's soon faded and gone Its painted on rain and receds with the storm But Virtue a Princes in glory arayed Which time cannot Varnish nor eternity fade

Virtues dominion is not among clouds Nor oft is she seen mid the gay and the proud Her throne is her purity her kingdom in mind With modesty Prudence and meekness combined

Thus Elvira let virtue be ever your aim Its light and its glory emblazen your name Then charmes o'er your Temples forever shall bloom They'll flourish through time and revive o'er the tomb

Lorenzo D. Barnes