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For Misery stole me at my birth,
Take home thy Child !
On thy dear lap these limbs reclined,
Hark!-a strange sound affrights mine ear; My pulse,-my brain runs wild,-I rave;
Ah! who art thou whose voice I hear ?
“ I am THE GRAVE!
« The GRAVE, that never spake before, Hath found at length a tongue to chide: O listen ! I will speak no more :
Be silent, Pride!
“ Art thou a WRETCH of hope forlorn,
By fell despair ?
« Do foul misdeeds of former times Wring with remorse thy guilty breast ? And ghosts of unforgiven crimes
Murder thy rest ?
“ Lash'd by the furies of the mind, From Wrath and Vengeance would'st thou flee? Ah! think not, hope not, Fool! to find
A friend in me.
“ By all the terrors of the tomb, Beyond the power of tongue to tell ! By the dread secrets of my womb !
By Death and Hell !
“ I charge thee LIVE!-repent and pray:
And sin no more.
66 Art thou a MOURNER ?-Hast thou known
The joy of innocent delights,
And tranquil nights ?
“O LIVE Land deeply cherish still The sweet remembrance of the past : Rely on Heaven's unchanging will
For peace at last.
66 Art thou a WANDERER ?-Hast thou seen O’erwhelming tempests drown thy bark ? A shipwreck'd sufferer hast thou been,
Misfortune's mark ?
Though long of winds and waves the sport,
A quiet home.
“ To FRIENDSHIP didst thou trust thy fame, And was thy Friend a deadly foe, Who stole into thy breast, to aim
A surer-blow ?
“LIVEI-and repine not o'er his loss,
For friendship’s gold.
“ Seek the true treasure, seldom found, Of power the fiercest griefs to calm, And sooth the bosom's deepest wound
With heavenly balm.
** Did WOMAN'S charms thy youth beguile, And did the Fair One faithless prove ? Hath she betray'd thee with her smile,
And sold thy love ?
“ LIVE! 'Twas a false bewildering fire:
But kills the heart.
66 Thou yet shalt know, how sweet, how dear, To gaze on listening Beauty's eye ! To ask, and pause in hope and fear
Till she reply.
66 A nobler flame shall warm thy breast,
In woman's love.