Reminiscences, in Prose and Verse Consisting of the Epistolary Correspondence of Many Distinguished Characters. With Notes and Illustrations. By the Rev. R. Polwhele |
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[Yes! to pursue thy empyrean flight]
Yes! to pursue thy empyrean flightImpetuous as the bird of Jove, be thine!
Thy own Urania speeds through realms of light
Thy lordly course! But, loved by all the Nine,
Clio for thee unfolds heroic views;
For thee Thalia wreathes her pastoral shrine.
And hark!—the sorrows of a sister-muse
Sigh with thy sighs, and tremble in thy tear!
I, too, my friend!—I too—have lost a child,—
More—more than one, to love and duty dear!—
But, doom'd to droop along life's darkling wild,
I have no lute of power my spirit to cheer!
If there yet linger some faint lullabies—
Ah! not to soothe my heart, each quivering cadence dies!
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