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Psyche, with other poems

By the late Mrs. Henry Tighe. The third edition
Tighe, Mary (1772-1810)

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Psyche;
  
SONNET ADDRESSED TO MY MOTHER.
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Psyche.
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CANTO II.
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CANTO III.
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CANTO IV.
 V. 
CANTO V.
 VI. 
CANTO VI.
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Sonnets.

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TO TIME.

Yes, gentle Time, thy gradual, healing hand
Hath stolen from sorrow's grasp the envenomed dart;
Submitting to thy skill, my passive heart
Feels that no grief can thy soft power withstand;
And though my aching breast still heaves the sigh,
Though oft the tear swells silent in mine eye;
Yet the keen pang, the agony is gone;
Sorrow and I shall part; and these faint throes
Are but the remnant of severer woes:
As when the furious tempest is o'erblown,
And when the sky has wept its violence,
The opening heavens will oft let fall a shower,
The poor o'ercharged boughs still drops dispense,
And still the loaded streams in torrents pour.
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