Poems on several occasions | ||
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LOVE WITHOUT ALLAY.
Gazing on my Idol Treasure,
All my Soul is lost in Joy;
She affords Eternal Pleasure,
And can never, never cloy.
All my Soul is lost in Joy;
She affords Eternal Pleasure,
And can never, never cloy.
E'ery Motion, e'ery Feature,
Shines with some peculiar Grace;
Never sure was Human Creature
Blest with such an Angels Face.
Shines with some peculiar Grace;
Never sure was Human Creature
Blest with such an Angels Face.
Poems on several occasions | ||