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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XIX.
Though thou art cruel and thy scorn rejects me,Though thou art lightsome, and wilt feel no care
What fate is mine, the restless love I bear
And heed of thee from utter woe protects me;
Tho' sorely grief may wear and pride may vex me,
I ever will thy devious steps attend,
And be, if not the lover, yet the friend,
A right, from which no force nor craft ejects me;
And when thy fortune's setting beams have left thee,
Or gloomy gathering clouds bedimm'd their shine,
I'll meet the envious fates that would have chafed thee,
And from thy cheeks kiss off the pearly brine,
For, oh! thy happiness shall still be mine,
However of mine own thou hast bereft me.
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