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SONNET IX. FROM THE SAME.
Che fai? che pensi? &c.
Why dost thou look with useless fond regret,
To joys that never, never can return:
Deluded heart? why does Affection yet
In all thy throbs, and wild emotions burn?
To joys that never, never can return:
Deluded heart? why does Affection yet
In all thy throbs, and wild emotions burn?
Those accents sweet, those glances sweeter still,
Which oft alas! could prompt th'impassion'd strain,
No more my breast with Love's warm glow shall fill,
Nor charm my ears, nor bless my eyes again.
Which oft alas! could prompt th'impassion'd strain,
No more my breast with Love's warm glow shall fill,
Nor charm my ears, nor bless my eyes again.
Then why, Remembrance, dost thou still torment,
And waken thoughts that only soothe to kill?
The fruitless sorrow, Virtue shall repent—
Far loftier cares my doating heart should sill.
And waken thoughts that only soothe to kill?
The fruitless sorrow, Virtue shall repent—
Far loftier cares my doating heart should sill.
Forget the fair! better she ne'er were given,
Than both, in life and death to wean from heaven.
Than both, in life and death to wean from heaven.
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