Poems, on various subjects by Ann Yearsley ... being her second work |
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TO MISS ELIZA DAWSON, OF OXTON, YORKSHIRE.
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TO MISS ELIZA DAWSON, OF OXTON, YORKSHIRE.
Come, fair Eliza! bless the vale,
And realize what fancy forms:
I hear thee in the whisp'ring gale;
I see thee weep the wint'ry storms,
And realize what fancy forms:
I hear thee in the whisp'ring gale;
I see thee weep the wint'ry storms,
Which on Lactilla's bosom beat,
While sleecy snows in haste descend:
They seek my heart—melting retreat,
For there's the image of my friend.
While sleecy snows in haste descend:
They seek my heart—melting retreat,
For there's the image of my friend.
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All glowing, 'mid immortal fire,
Eliza owns my rustic soul,
Before her light'nings pale expire,
And thunders seek the distant pole.
Eliza owns my rustic soul,
Before her light'nings pale expire,
And thunders seek the distant pole.
Oh! thou canst cheer the dreary wild;
Rememb'ring thee, my sorrows die:
Thy friendship renders horror mild,
And calms the rude inclement sky.
Rememb'ring thee, my sorrows die:
Thy friendship renders horror mild,
And calms the rude inclement sky.
When wand'ring o'er yon rugged rocks
Unseen, Eliza hovers near.
Ah, no!—the lovely phantom mocks
My eager soul—she is not there!
Unseen, Eliza hovers near.
Ah, no!—the lovely phantom mocks
My eager soul—she is not there!
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Idea, die, nor falsely play
With tints which my Eliza grace;
Yon Eastern blush must sure display
A guiltless emblem of her face.
With tints which my Eliza grace;
Yon Eastern blush must sure display
A guiltless emblem of her face.
Yet deathless Fancy, near me live!
Lo! grateful Ardour lends her flame,
Bidding Eliza's charms survive,
And dying accents sigh her name.
Lo! grateful Ardour lends her flame,
Bidding Eliza's charms survive,
And dying accents sigh her name.
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