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SONNET XV. FROM THE SAME.
Quel rosignol chesii, &c.
Yon gentle bird that knows too well to wail
The ills that life's uncertain state must prove,
Charms with her melting notes the ling'ring gale,
And fills the scene with melody and love.
The ills that life's uncertain state must prove,
Charms with her melting notes the ling'ring gale,
And fills the scene with melody and love.
From eve's pale hour, till purple morn appears,
In my distress he seems to bear a part;
Compassion's hand ne'er wipes away my tears
Which flow from fancy's visionary heart.
In my distress he seems to bear a part;
Compassion's hand ne'er wipes away my tears
Which flow from fancy's visionary heart.
For my “frail thoughts dallying with false surmise”
Built all their hopes of happiness below,
And still forgot how soon earth's pleasure flies!
But now alas!!Q 'tis mine with tears to know
That every thought to purer scenes should rise,
Nor linger here with vanity and woe.
Built all their hopes of happiness below,
And still forgot how soon earth's pleasure flies!
But now alas!!Q 'tis mine with tears to know
That every thought to purer scenes should rise,
Nor linger here with vanity and woe.
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