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 LRICAL PIER$.  ON LOSIN G A HEART'S-EASE. A HRAItT'S-RAgR from thee, who hast robb*d me of rest, Was a gift, that I, ain, had prophetic beiiev'd; It*s meaning, that thou should'st restore, to'my bast, The peace, of which thou hast its inmate bereav'd. But vainly the ift thou on me didst bestow, It was stolen, by some spirit malign, from my bower; Still seems it decreed, that no peace I should know, Nor ev'n keep its emblem, exprest in a flower. Each other gay flower, which thy garden adorns, Thou pay'st give, without fear that from me it should stray; The roses remain, with their sweets and their thorns; But the hearCs-ease, for ever, is vanish'd away. ......... Google

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