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The Disappointment.
I
When I arriv'd at my long Journeys end,Some waiting Joys, said I, my Toils attend,
Whose gentle Hands my wearied Eyes might close,
Soften my Troubles, and my Cares compose.
II
But I perceiv'd when to the Goal I came,My Queen was fled with all her glorious Train;
I fear I cannot over-take her more
Than this Night can the Night that went before.
III
In vain I strive to drive the Wheel so fast,She leads the Van, and I must still be last;
And tho' in the same Wheel we're both turn'd round,
Alas, she always keeps the foremost Ground.
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IV
Like the fixt Stars we move about the FrameOf Nature, yet the Distance's still the same;
For whilst the one does mount the Eastern Sky,
The other in the Western part must ly.
V
The wandring Planets of the middle Air,Do sometimes meet, and in Conjunction are;
But our two Spheres will never 'gree,
Unless united by a Sympathy.
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