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Oft hath he heard the muses’ string resound
His honored name; and may his latter days,
With wealth and worth, and minstrel garlands
crowned,
Mark with no envious ear a subject praise,
Who now from fair Arcadia’s forest wide
To Syracusa, homeward, from his home
Returns, a common care, a common pride,-
(And, whoso darkling braves the ocean foam,
May safeliest moored with twofold anchor ride,)
Arcadia, Sicily, on either side
Guard him with prayer; and thou who rulest
the deep,
Fair Amphitrite's lord, in safety keep
His tossing keel,-and evermore to me
No meaner theme assign of poesy.

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SONNET BY THE LATE NAWAB OF OUDE, ASUF UD DOWLA.

In those eyes the tears that glisten as in pity for my pain,

Are they gems, or only dew-drops? can they, will they long remain

Why thy strength of tyrant beauty thus, with seeming ruth, restrain

Better breathe my last before thee, than in lingering grief remain!

To yon planet, Fate has given every month to wax and wane ;

And—thy world of blushing brightness--can it, will it, long remain :

Health and youth in balmy moisture on thy cheek their seat maintain;

But—the dew that steeps the rose-bud—can it, will it long remain

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