The Poetical Works of Thomas Chatterton with an essay on the Rowley poems by the Rev. Walter W. Skeat and a memoir by Edward Bell |
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[Cel.]I from a night of hopelen am adawed,
Astonished at the joyousness of day;
Ælla, by naught more than his myndbruche awed,
Is gone, and I must follow to the fray;
Celmonde can ne'er from any bicker stay.
Doth war begin? There's Celmonde in the place;
But when the war is done, I'll haste away.
The rest from 'neath time's mask must shew its face.
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Clear standeth future doom, and joy doth me alyse.
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