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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TO JULIA.
From her whom ev'ry heart must love,
And ev'ry eye with wonder see;
My sad, my lifeless steps remove—
Ah! were she fair alone for me!
And ev'ry eye with wonder see;
My sad, my lifeless steps remove—
Ah! were she fair alone for me!
In vain to solitudes I fly,
To bid her form from mem'ry part;
That form still dwells on Mem'ry's eye,
And roots its beauties in my heart.
To bid her form from mem'ry part;
That form still dwells on Mem'ry's eye,
And roots its beauties in my heart.
In ev'ry rose that decks the vales,
I see her cheek's pure blush appear:
And when the lark the morning hails,
'Tis Julia's voice salutes my ear.
I see her cheek's pure blush appear:
And when the lark the morning hails,
'Tis Julia's voice salutes my ear.
Thus let me rove the world around,
Whatever Beauty's charm can boast,
Or sooth the soul with sweetest sound,
Must paint the idol I have lost.
Whatever Beauty's charm can boast,
Or sooth the soul with sweetest sound,
Must paint the idol I have lost.
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