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SONNET VIII. FROM PETRARCH.
Ite rime dolenti, &c.
Go, mournful rhymes, to yonder marble go!
Where, on the earth's cold lap my Laura's laid;
Call her from heaven with notes of tenderest woe,
For surely heaven receiv'd her when she fled.
Where, on the earth's cold lap my Laura's laid;
Call her from heaven with notes of tenderest woe,
For surely heaven receiv'd her when she fled.
Tell her, alas! I'm weary and unblest,
Tir'd with the tempest of life's restless sea;
Tell her, her image in my faithful breast,
Is all, the dear lov'd all, that's left for me.
Tir'd with the tempest of life's restless sea;
Tell her, her image in my faithful breast,
Is all, the dear lov'd all, that's left for me.
Tell her, tho' life or death 'twere her's to prove
Her beauty still should fire my fondest thought;
Tell her (for now she dwells in worlds above)
To sooth my soul bewilder'd and distraught.
Her beauty still should fire my fondest thought;
Tell her (for now she dwells in worlds above)
To sooth my soul bewilder'd and distraught.
For soon (blest hope!) we'll meet, in heaven to find
An unrestrain'd communion of mind.
An unrestrain'd communion of mind.
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