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A SONG, From the Persian, paraphrased in the Measure of the Original.
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Sweet as the rose that scents the gale,Bright as the lily of the vale,
Yet with a heart like summer hail,
Marring each beauty thou bearest.
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Beauty like thine, all nature thrills;And when the Moon her circle fills,
Pale she beholds those rounder hills,
Which on the breast thou wearest.
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Where could those peerless flow'rets blow?Whence are the thorns that near them grow?
Wound me, but smile, O lovely foe!
Smile on the heart thou tearest.
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Sighing, I view that cypress waist,Doom'd to afflict me till embrac'd;
Sighing, I view that eye too chaste,
Like the new blossom smiling.
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Spreading thy toils with hands divine,Softly thou wavest like a pine,
Darting thy shafts at hearts like mine,
Senses, and soul beguiling.
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See at thy feet no vulgar slave,Frantic with love's enchanting wave,
Thee, ere he seek the gloomy grave,
Thee his blest idol styling.
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