The Works of Peter Pindar [i.e. John Wolcot] ... With a Copious Index. To which is prefixed Some Account of his Life. In Four Volumes |
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DAPHNE,
OR THE SONG OF THE SHEPHERDESS.
Farewel the beam of early day!
Cold on the eye the valley fades;
The riv'let mourns upon its way,
And spectres seem to haunt the shades.
Cold on the eye the valley fades;
The riv'let mourns upon its way,
And spectres seem to haunt the shades.
These eyes, alas! no pleasure see,
Since Colin's love is chang'd from me.
Since Colin's love is chang'd from me.
Adieu the crook he gave my hand!
Adieu the flow'rs that deck my hair!
Go doves, and leave your silken band,
Since Daphne is no longer fair.
Adieu the flow'rs that deck my hair!
Go doves, and leave your silken band,
Since Daphne is no longer fair.
These eyes, &c.
Let nought by Daphne be possest—
The myrtle-wreath that binds my brow;
The knot of love he gave my breast,
Deep blushing for his broken vow.
The myrtle-wreath that binds my brow;
The knot of love he gave my breast,
Deep blushing for his broken vow.
These eyes, &c.
Let all his tokens meet his eye—
From Daphne all his gifts depart;
And let me send with these a sigh,
To tell him of a broken heart.
From Daphne all his gifts depart;
And let me send with these a sigh,
To tell him of a broken heart.
These eyes, &c.
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