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SONNET the FIRST. To Laura. Written 1782.

Survey, my Laura, yonder Rose,
Its central Folds so sickly-pale;
While round its outward Leaves disclose
A lively Crimson to the Gale!
Yet as the secret Canker-Worm
Preys inly on its fainting Heart;
From the cold Floweret's fallen Form
Shall all that Glow of Color part!
Ah! on thy Lover turn thine Eyes—
The blooming Cheek may Laura see!
Yet know this pining Bosom dies—
And read the Rose's Fate in me!