Madmoments: or First Verseattempts By a Bornnatural. Addressed to the Lightheaded of Society at Large, by Henry Ellison |
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Oh Time, who musest by the Grave and onThe Brink of dark Forgetfulness, in whose
Unfathomable Depths thou fling'st all those
Vain Records which do testify alone
Of thy Gifts misapplied, on that Gravestone
Why sitt'st thou with thine Hourglass which shows
Its few, small Grains, yet measures out all Woes,
Cares, Toils, howgreatsoe'er, beneath the Sun:
Whose Moments, busy Workmen! forge the Chain
Of stern Necessity, that binds as well
The bosomcradled Babe thro' Joy and Pain,
As the vast Life of Nations: thou couldst tell
Strange Secrets of that Grave which must remain
Voiceless, and with the Worms forever dwell!
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