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'T was this deprived my soul of rest,

And raised such tumults in my breast;

For while I gazed, in transport tost,

My breath was gone, my voice was lost:

My bosom glowed; the subtle flame

Ran quick through all my vital frame;

O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung;

My ears with hollow murmurs rung.

In dewy damps my limbs were chilled;

My blood with gentle horror thrilled;

My feeble pulse forgot to play;

I fainted, sank, and died away.

stars around the lovely moon

Fade back and vanish very soon,

When, round and full, her silver face

Swims into sight, and lights all space.

-3em

, thou shalt die,

And lie

Dumb in the silent tomb;

Nor of thy name

Shall there be any fame

In ages yet to be or years to come:

For of the flowering Rose