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Why languish I ye Gods alone?
Why onely I? when not one groan
Afflicteth her for whom I dye:
You mighty powers of Love, oh why
Doth Meledore despise your darts,
And their effects too, bleeding hearts?
If thus (oh Gods) ye suffer her
Unpunished, none will prefer
Your Altars; such examples may
Become the ruine of your sway.
Why onely I? when not one groan
Afflicteth her for whom I dye:
You mighty powers of Love, oh why
Doth Meledore despise your darts,
And their effects too, bleeding hearts?
If thus (oh Gods) ye suffer her
Unpunished, none will prefer
Your Altars; such examples may
Become the ruine of your sway.
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