Sixty-Five Sonnets With Prefatory Remarks on the Accordance of the Sonnet with the Powers of the English Language: Also, A Few Miscellaneous Poems [by Thomas Doubleday] |
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XIII.
Though flatt'ry whispers that I might inclineSome high-born hand to point me to the road
That leads to lofty honour's proud abode,
And seat me there, and link itself with mine;
And though she paint the glare of riches' shine
Doubly illumed, reflecting honour's rays,
The hoarse applauses, and the frequent gaze
That wait the lordling of a noble line,
Alas! 'tis all too poor to purchase thee!
No, let the vain, the foolish, and the proud,
Exchange their happiness for lures like this,
And court the worship of a wretched crowd—
Thou canst, alone, afford substantial bliss,
And thou my honour, wealth, and pride shalt be.
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