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SONNET the THIRD. To his Wife. Written 1784.

For thee, whose Love I value more than Life,
Whose Charms the Balm of Heart-felt Bliss inspire—
For thee I reassume my humble Lyre,
Here—in this Shade, far distant from the Strife
Of Scenes, where Fashion's pamper'd Votaries, rife
In Dissipation's Revel, quench thy Fire
O Muse! and blast the hallow'd Name of Wife
'Mid the dark Orgies of impure Desire—
For thee, tho' ne'er my unambitious Strain
May soothe the unfeeling World, I yet awhile
Tune the rude Shell! and haply, not in vain,
If (sweet Reward of every anxious Toil)
My simple Song have still the Power to gain
From Laura, but a fond approving Smile!