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Receive our welcome too,--whose every tone , 1
The varying hours must flag or fly, .
But drag or drive us on to die
Those boons—to all that know thee-known;
For now I bear the weight alone...!!!!
The bitter moments thou hast given; '"'!
All that I lov'd, to peace or heav'n;
To them be joy or rest-on me')* :;? *** Thy future ills shall press in vain; it is in I nothing owe but years to thee, m 1038By i
A debt already paid in pain.' ! !
It felt--but still forgot thy pow'r;
Retards, but never counts the hour.
Would soon subside from swift to slow
But could not add a night to woe-
My soul was suited to thy sky; ..
To prove thee—not Eternity.
A blank—a thing to count and curse
Which all regret-yet all rehearse. .
The limit of thy sloth or speed
When future wanderers-bear the storm
Which we shall sleep too sound to heed; And I can smile to think how weak
Thine efforts shortly shall be shown, When all the vengeance thou canst wreak
Must fall upon--a nameless stone !
Translation of a Romaic Love Song.
Ah! Love was never yet without
Without one friend to hear my woe, .
1911*** That Love had arrows, well I knew si fuel in Alas! I find them poison'd too.' ,12,11 del
. : Festa PD 13:11 ..3.. . post Birds, yet in freedom, shun the net, Which Love around your haunts hath set; Or circled by his fatal fire, :,:.in Your hearts shall burn, your hopes expire. ;,-').
A bird of free and careless wing
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in Who ne'er have loved, and loved in vain, kart Can neither feel, nor pity pain ;- buna rauw The cold repulse—the look askance-FichaloW The lightning of Love's angry glance,
In flattering dreams I deemed thee mine;
Tiin'i My light of life! ah, tell me why "....17 That poạting lip, and alter'd eye?. min. 018.! My bird of love! my beauteous mate! 1 AS And art thou chang’d, and canst thou hate se Å
Mine eyes like wintry streams o’erflow: