The Works of Hildebrand Jacob ... Containing Poems on Various Subjects, and Occasions; With the Fatal Constancy, a Tragedy; and Several Pieces in Prose. The Greatest Part Never Before Publish'd |
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To Love.
‘Twas in that Month which follows May,(I never can forget the Day!)
When first I gaz'd on Phœbe's Eyes,
When first my Heart became her Prize
In Sighs the tedious Summer past:
We cheerful Autumn saw at last;
But still I sigh'd: rude Winter came;
In Frost, and Snow I burnt the same:
Now Spring returns; still, still I burn!
When, Love! must Phœbe have her Turn
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