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TO A LADY,

ON READING AN ELEGY WRITTEN BY HER ON THE SEARCH OF HAPPINESS.

To seek the lovely nymph you sing,
I've wander'd many a weary mile,
From grove to grove, from spring to spring;
If here or there she deign'd to smile.
Nay, what I now must blush to say,
For sure it hap'd in evil hour;
I once so far mistook my way,
To seek her in the haunts of power.
How should success my search betide,
When still so far I wander'd wrong?
For happiness on Arrowe's side,
Was list'ning to Maria's song.
Delighted thus with you to stay,
What hope have I the nymph to see;
Unless you cease your magic lay,
Or bring her in your arms to me?