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TO MISS------ |
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SONNET LI. TO MISS------
Oct. 4, 1807.
Oh sentiment, in thy immortal glow,
Our daily life with aspect new is seen,
Thine is the touch discriminating, keen!
In persons, things, thou various shades dost know
Which to mere intellect could not bestow
A self-amusing topic: blank, I ween,
Save to the initiate mind, thy busiest scene,
Filled with affections, fears, and joy, and woe.
But, ah! how seldom must the trembling sense,
By thee inspir'd, a heart responsive find!
How many to thy favours make pretence!
But rarely art thou, bashful instinct, kind,
Where Modesty with virgin influence
Hides not, with jealous care, her stores of mind!
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