Poems on several occasions | ||
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TO THE SAME.
[Ah Laura! while graces and songs]
Ah Laura! while graces and songs,
While smiles, winning smiles you impart;
Indulgence but nurses desire,
I sigh for that treasure, your heart.
While smiles, winning smiles you impart;
Indulgence but nurses desire,
I sigh for that treasure, your heart.
Yes, take, too presumptuous, she cries,
All that Virtue can wish to receive;
Yes, take all that Virtue can grant,
A heart I had never to give.
All that Virtue can wish to receive;
Yes, take all that Virtue can grant,
A heart I had never to give.
The Maid of the North, like the lake,
That sleeps by her peaceable cot,
Too languishing lives but for one,
Forgetting the world, and forgot.
That sleeps by her peaceable cot,
Too languishing lives but for one,
Forgetting the world, and forgot.
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But born where my Ganges expands,
To no partial channels confin'd,
Unfix'd to no object, I flow
With innocent smiles on mankind.
To no partial channels confin'd,
Unfix'd to no object, I flow
With innocent smiles on mankind.
Our Asia's bright dames, like their sun,
Cheer all with benevolent reign,
Coy moons Europe's daughters but light
A single disconsolate swain.
Cheer all with benevolent reign,
Coy moons Europe's daughters but light
A single disconsolate swain.
Poems on several occasions | ||