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Slender's Ghost. vid. Shakespear.
Beneath a church-yard yew,
Decay'd and worn with age,
At dusk of eve methought I spy'd
Poor Slender's ghost, that whimp'ring cry'd,
O sweet O sweet Anne Page!
Decay'd and worn with age,
At dusk of eve methought I spy'd
Poor Slender's ghost, that whimp'ring cry'd,
O sweet O sweet Anne Page!
Ye gentle bards! give ear!
Who talk of am'rous rage,
Who spoil the lily, rob the rose,
Come learn of me to weep your woes:
O sweet O sweet Anne Page!
Who talk of am'rous rage,
Who spoil the lily, rob the rose,
Come learn of me to weep your woes:
O sweet O sweet Anne Page!
Why shou'd such labour'd strains
Your formal Muse engage?
I never dreamt of flame or dart,
That fir'd my breast, or pierc'd my heart,
But sigh'd, O sweet Anne Page!
Your formal Muse engage?
I never dreamt of flame or dart,
That fir'd my breast, or pierc'd my heart,
But sigh'd, O sweet Anne Page!
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And you! whose love sick minds
No med'cine can assuage!
Accuse the leech's art no more,
But learn of Slender to deplore;
O sweet O sweet Anne Page!
No med'cine can assuage!
Accuse the leech's art no more,
But learn of Slender to deplore;
O sweet O sweet Anne Page!
And ye! whose souls are held,
Like linnets in a cage!
Who talk of fetters, links and chains,
Attend, and imitate my strains!
O sweet O sweet Anne Page!
Like linnets in a cage!
Who talk of fetters, links and chains,
Attend, and imitate my strains!
O sweet O sweet Anne Page!
And you who boast or grieve,
What horrid wars ye wage!
Of wounds receiv'd from many an eye;
Yet mean as I do, when I sigh
O sweet O sweet Anne Page!
What horrid wars ye wage!
Of wounds receiv'd from many an eye;
Yet mean as I do, when I sigh
O sweet O sweet Anne Page!
Hence ev'ry fond conceit
Of shepherd or of sage;
'Tis Slender's voice, 'tis Slender's way
Expresses all you have to say,
O sweet, O sweet Anne Page!
Of shepherd or of sage;
'Tis Slender's voice, 'tis Slender's way
Expresses all you have to say,
O sweet, O sweet Anne Page!
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