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Not all the force of manhood's active might,
Not science shall extort that dear delight,
Adieu soft raptures! transports void of care!
Parent of raptures, dear deceit, adieu!
"Why, why so soon her fleeting steps pursue!
Tedious again to curse the drizling day!
Again to trace the wint'ry tracts of snow! Or, sooth'd by vernal airs, again survey
The self-same hawthorns bud, and cowslips blow!
O life! how soon of ev'ry bliss forlorn!
We start false joys, and urge the devious race: A tender prey; that chears our youthful morn,
Then sinks untimely, and defrauds the chace.
ELEGY ELEGY XII.
NO more the muse obtrudes her thin disguise;
Ere the chill winter of our days arrive,
No more she paints the breast from passion free;
1 feel, I feel one loitering wish survive—
Ah need I, Florio, name that wish to thee?
The star of Venus ushers in the day,
The first, the loveliest of the train that shine!
The star of Venus lends her brightest ray,
Still in my breast one soft desire remains,
Pure as that star, from guilt, from int'rest free,
Has gentle Delia trip'd across the plains,
And need I, Florio, name that wish to thee?
"While, cloy'd to find the scenes of life the same,
Some secret impulse wakes my former flame,
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I Nept not long beneath yon rural bow'rs;
And lo! my crook with flow'rs adorn'd I fee: Has gentle Delsa bound my crook with flow'rs,
And need I, Florio, name my hopes to thee?
To a friend, on some flight occasion estranged from him.^
Health to my sriend, and many a chearful day Around his seat may peaceful shades abide! Smooth flow the minutes, fraught with smiles, away, And, 'till they crown our union, gently glide.
Ah me! too swiftly fleets our vernal bloom!
Lost to our wonted friendship, lost to joy! Soon may thy breast the cordial wish resume,
Ere wintry doubt its tender warmth destroy.
Say, were it ours, by fortune's wild command,
Wou'dst thou reject thy Damon's plighted hand?
Life Is that stranger land, that alien clime:
Launch'd in the vast abyss of space and time,
Myriads of souls, that knew one parent mold,
Myriads, in time's perennial list enroll'd,
Forbid by fate to change one transient glance!