Madmoments: or First Verseattempts By a Bornnatural. Addressed to the Lightheaded of Society at Large, by Henry Ellison |
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WORLDWEARINESS.
Ye good old Thoughts, once more upon the EarOf sober Contemplation, long stunn'd by
The Jar, the Noise, and manyvoicëd Cry
Of this loud Babel, steal ye with the clear,
Sweet Chimes of other Days, with Fancies dear,
Dearer from Interruption: with all high
And blest Associations be ye nigh
To soothe the Soul, that it again may hear
The calm, eternal Voice discoursing sweet
Music of Things beyond the Reach of Chance
And Change, there where no busy Sound of Feet
Toiling in Mammon's dusty Paths, no Glance
Of Avarice or wrinkled Vice, may meet
The Ear or Eye, to break that blessëd Trance!
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