Miscellanies in Prose and Verse | ||
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TO CLEORA ON HER ABSENCE.
I
The northern climes to clouds and frostWhen the departing sun resigns,
In half a year of darkness lost,
The chill inhabitant repines.
II
Regretted thus Cleora flies,Fair source of love and joy and mirth,
Withdraws the influence of those eyes
That give ten thousand pleasures birth.
III
Not long the happy Scythians mourn,Revolving suns the loss repay;
O would Cleora thus return,
And bless me with continued day!
Miscellanies in Prose and Verse | ||