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SONNET LX.
[Let him who runs of active life the race]
14th Nov. 1807.
Let him who runs of active life the race
Despise the Muses: let him, with strong mind,
Appropriate objects for each passion find:
Yet are there some, who, doomed to quit the chase
Of Interest, or Ambition, whose slow pace
Of languid being to despair resigned,
Could not support the interdict assign'd
To sequestration, with averted face
Did the loved Muses frown on their bleak lot:
For They can give to solitude a power,
Can whisper soothings in the midnight hour;
And raise gay fictions where true joy is not!
The copious dews of sentiment can shower
On Nature's bleakest, most deserted spot!
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