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THERE is a calm for those who weep,
The storm that wrecks the winter sky
I long to lay this painful head
For Misery stole me at my birth,
And cast me helpless on the wild:
On thy dear lap these limbs reclined
Nor leave one wretched trace behind
a strange sound affrights mine ear; My pulse, my brain runs wild, — I rave; -Ah! who art thou whose voice I hear?
"The GRAVE, that never spake before,
"Art thou a WRETCH of hope forlorn, The victim of consuming care?
Is thy distracted conscience torn
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 wouldst 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.
"Art thou a MOURNER? — Hast thou known
The joy of innocent delights,
And tranquil nights?
"O LIVE!- and deeply cherish still The sweet remembrance of the past: Rely on Heaven's unchanging will
For peace at last.
"Art thou a WANDERER? Hast thou seen O'erwhelming tempests drown thy bark? A shipwreck'd sufferer hast thou been,
'Though long of winds and waves the sport, Condemn'd in wretchedness to roam,
LIVE! thou shalt reach a sheltering port, 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?
- and repine not o'er his loss,
A loss unworthy to be told:
Thou hast mistaken sordid dross
For friendship's gold.
"Seek the true treasure, seldom found,
"Did WOMAN's charms thy youth beguile,
"LIVE! "Twas a false bewildering fire:
"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.