Poems, on various subjects by Ann Yearsley ... being her second work |
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TO A SENSIBLE BUT PASSIONATE FRIEND. |
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TO A SENSIBLE BUT PASSIONATE FRIEND.
Trivial circumstances rising
Strike thy soul with lightning's haste;
Quick sensations, Rule despising,
Give thee strongest, keenest taste.
Strike thy soul with lightning's haste;
Quick sensations, Rule despising,
Give thee strongest, keenest taste.
Exquisite thy mental pleasure,
Common transports are not thine;
Far surpassing vulgar measure,
All thy joys are near divine.
Common transports are not thine;
Far surpassing vulgar measure,
All thy joys are near divine.
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Keep thy heights of bliss, nor venture
On the scene of painful thought;
Think how deeply grief must center
In a soul so finely wrought.
On the scene of painful thought;
Think how deeply grief must center
In a soul so finely wrought.
Oft I've seen thy bosom heaving,
Oft have mark'd the sigh suppress'd;
Still the senseless eye deceiving,
When the pang has rack'd thy breast.
Oft have mark'd the sigh suppress'd;
Still the senseless eye deceiving,
When the pang has rack'd thy breast.
--- such souls as thine must languish,
Like majestic ruin lie;
None but equals share thine anguish,
Fools deride thy deepest sigh.
Like majestic ruin lie;
None but equals share thine anguish,
Fools deride thy deepest sigh.
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Yet Philosophy despairing,
Mourns thy richest feelings lost;
When from self-denial veering,
Thou'rt on storms of passion tost.
Mourns thy richest feelings lost;
When from self-denial veering,
Thou'rt on storms of passion tost.
Shou'dst thou view a weaker spirit,
Moving in her sphere confin'd,
Be it still thy greatest merit
To forgive, and be resign'd.
Moving in her sphere confin'd,
Be it still thy greatest merit
To forgive, and be resign'd.
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